I wandered these hills and valleys
In my bosom you trudged with me
Crossing so many rivulets
Pushing through bush and briar
As the moon rose over the mountain
We stepped into the sea.
On those moon bleached sands
We ran holding our hands
Laughing till we were breathless
And then we lay side by side
The moon beamed as your lips
Brushed mine and as we found
The honey on the coral isles
And as our world shrunk into one
Of light and darkness
And crashing waves receded gently
We fell into a slumber
From which I awoke.
Awoke to the sun
Laughing at the world of illusion
Crashing around me.
Vineetha Mekkoth
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Lovely soft poem,so soothing to the senses.
Thank you, Pramila ma’am
Beautiful poem. The awakening from illusion into reality.
Reena, thanks for that apt comment
that is a beautiful awakening !
Thank you, Saralaji
Lovely….
Maaya, thanks 🙂