hints, allegations and things left unsaid...
Spring
Clear day, Azure sky
Brightly the blinding sun shone
The livid old tree
With its gnarled intricate boughs
Stood there all alone
I shuddered as it whispered
to me
in a hushed meek tone
Have you by any chance figured,
where has the Spring gone?
I paused, reflected and then said
Don't know…
for I too have been waiting for it
all my life
lonely, cloistered, forlorn
Clear day, Azure sky
Brightly the blinding sun shone
The livid old tree
With its gnarled intricate boughs
Stood there all alone
I shuddered as it whispered
to me
in a hushed meek tone
Have you by any chance figured,
where has the Spring gone?
I paused, reflected and then said
Don't know…
for I too have been waiting for it
all my life
lonely, cloistered, forlorn
posted: 3.2.04
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