Sunday 31 May 2015

I see your face

I went to the country side, in the woods untouched... I followed the trails of sweet pure air...
They lead me to an edge, which was of a hedge... rising and caving towards the blue sky...

I climbed and climbed to reach its boldness ... but never did I tire on the way along...
surprising though, some energy of divine filled me to the toe...

On to the crest with a breath ever so controlled... what I saw was a group of daffodils...
How in the air did their necks twiddle...

I looked in the face of one amongst them.. though it took me some time...
To get Your aura.. to get Your style...
Yes I know You...
You must be Her...

Its purity was such.. I dare not touch...
I just kept it watching in my repose.. never had it been so easy to compose...

But my fingers did revolt.. slowly they moved to feel its face...
Yes that velvet touch was what they desired...

Before they could ever succeed, get that touch of heavens unleashed...
There I lay in my bed, with all my face in peace...

A ray or two gleamed in through...
I rushed to the window to see where I was...

I was in my room.. but never had the sunlight been as this...
With a right ever so undeniable, trying to hug me with all its warmth...
How could I deny this love.. this affection...
Yes I know You...
You must be Her...

In a wish , so foolish.. based on a hope as wild as can be...
I leaped to the other side, to get a different view...

As I hurled it wide open ...
God ! It was some other world...
There was no sun this side...
It was all breeze and clouds, as heavy as any...

But they were not short on romance though...
The tiny droplets of a sparkling rain, all ready to play with me..
I could feel Your naughty mood.. Your kiddish attitude...
Yes I know You...
You must be Her...

You surround me everywhere... in the sunshine, or midst a tempest...
Searching for certainty, I can feel, yes Your hand in mine...

With a fear of ever failing You...
Your head on my shoulder is a mountain so heavy...
Yet when you look up to me in my eyes, I get that strength...
Not from myself, but from the trust you put in me...

Is this a dream.. just a dream.. I wonder...
Nay.... I know this dream...
Yes I know You...
You must be Her...