Seasons, as they passed by,
the old banyan still, stood strong,
upon its leaf , a golden tinge
and many more there on the flow,
Remember! oh love, those branches ,we swung,
into the Adam's ale,
catching you, along the way,
up from the towering wood
It was autumn as it was,
All was cool and gay,
The banyan sung a merry tune,
choir by the midget birds
Remember oh love! the stories,so told
about the merry and charms
those endless days and the star-filled skies,
that once we yearned, but lost
The Banyan song, passed to the clouds
the force gathering speed
Never did him the spate bother,
Nor did the Thunderbird
Remember oh Love! the rain coming down,
pouring down, from the skies,
the drops, from the branch I swayed on you,
just to see thy smile
The Autumn rain passed as it came,
into the cloak of white
The eternal tree still stood there,
gazing to the frozen Nile
Remembering my love! The seasons we've had
under this banyan tree,
standing still, amidst the fall,
a frozen mind, to the frozen creek
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Without a Spring
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
wish this had a like button,,,,its beautiful...
Post a Comment