Perched on a hill-top, I straddled that noncommittal thought
Loafed under the sun next morning, with my mind still whimpering –
“Why that battle be fought, hands down which is lost?”
To the beach I headed, deeming this would bring peace instead
The swirl of the waters, only churned out more fears –
“What do I want mended? Did I forget again, there was nothing even to be fended?”
My darling, they don’t have an inkling -
Resolute we are, even with the doors of the heart left ajar
A million recollections in the brain singing, with them all I went mingling
That night came unannounced, gently without a sound
As I looked up the vault of the skies, a million stars gazed into my eyes –
I wish I knew - the universe is a tad too profound
Forsooth, my mortal thoughts that day were left spellbound
