Monday, May 31, 2010


Amidst all vast white barrenness
I see a tint of green.
After a long frozen winter
The first blade of grass is seen.

Maybe with joy more than I can risk
I let my heart wander,
Imagine a season of colours
Lime, violet and lavender.

I might as well go ahead and dream
Of you and your return.
But the window pane now fogs up
And my bare feet feel frostbitten.

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