Two Eagles soar across the sky
Amidst rainclouds, thunder and wind.
They circle through the stormy gale,
Drawn to each other in flight;
Bound together by a cosmic plan
Journeying for love and hope.
Then Time rings the bell,
The weather gets rough,
And each must go their way.
So they sail fearlessly one last time;
They dance without care as time tolls by,
Holding each other tight, till they must let go;
Sighing in peace, finding themselves again;Waiting for the stars to be right again;
Holding on to memories, they leave an empty sky,
Their souls richer for having loved again...
Very nice Asher! Lonely but nice!
ReplyDeletethanks, Jayant... there's a certain peace even in loneliness as long as there's love & hope in the distance, I guess :)
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ReplyDeletewhat hmmmm? :P
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