water in the reservoir
shows street lights
an' car headlights
sends a  letter
to me
in the night:
come back
tomorrow and
I'll have new sights
other cars speeding by.

Tell me,
just in few words
sing one song
a line of poetry
or prose
tell me,
what to do
when one falls in love
knowing too well
it's not reciprocal?

Wait,
if that be true love,
he or she will give
with all that passion can
and expect nothing
in return.

But the foolish heart
does it listen to reason?

Tell me please
what to do.

One step, two steps
ahead, and
three, four behind.
Sideways and
left and right.

It's the mind
that's moving
not me, really.

I am stuck
it's indecision.

Music, art, history, science
all go on
cars, trains, planes, ships and boats
move on and on
man, animals, birds and bees
thrive in spring
oceans roll, clouds float
flowers dance
on mountains and hills.

But,
I can't move,
I breathe, but am not living
eyes open without seeing,
say, what I don't mean.
I am alone
set into calmness
a sublime loneliness.

No,
please do not pity me
or stand by my side,
thank you though.
Just to let you know,
there's a reservation
for someone special,
so
none else can fill in.

They fell, the raindrops,
such a long journey
from the sky,
came happily
hoping to find
green land, clears seas,
they had a purpose
you know:
have to rise again
and join vapors
to bless the earth.

Alas, there was too much blood
to wash away
into sea,
from Paris, Mali and more.

Why the change
they wondered
from a peaceful Earth
to a restless world?

There's no  'me'
nothing separate
from fractions of time,
energy or life
big or small.

Like a ripple
in the lake
I rise to fall back
and flow on wards towards the sea.

Water, land or sky
I am a part of it all
another part of creations.

I no longer say
"I miss  you"
though you are seven seas away.

Don't be upset
for
you are never far
from my heart,
so
how can I miss you?