Whether or not to touch her hand
Is the pertinent question now
She led me once to a slumbering gorge
Made me dive into it
And I was completely drenched
With the soothing fountain that
Lay there untroubled for millenniums
I feel doubtful
Whether she really showed me the face of the ancient
Banyan tree, engulfed in its serene silence
Whether made me listen to the rumbles
Of the long-lost rivulet
Still
I find the shelter for
The homeless bird in her eyes
nice ending.......of course it is the coming home of that old feeling.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Coming home is the best.......... It's a nice poem.