Day: February 12, 2015

A lost child’s song………

Its late in the night

and all the blossoms have slept

I too wish to be cradled

Curled up, cosy and fed……

 

Its late in the night

and winds have begun to stir

I too wish to whisper

Flow free, go higher, descend lighter…..

 

Its late in the night

The concrete now is calm…….

Let me too be pacified

By the dark quiet balm…..

 

This night too will end

Like others it will give in……

Let me also surrender

To slumber and its whims……