Sunday, 6 April 2014

pergola view: holes on earth, fragments of time

beautiful solace
everlasting quietude
-----------at an altitude
unknown to the un-living 
beautiful solace
in a winter twilight
a streak of pink 
across the wide sky
but with hope 
in each brush-stroke

beautiful reawakening
life overtaking
death, the mid day sun
winter had become
spring that afternoon
still a shade of maroon
remained, with colours
life emerges
despair submerges
hope floats
in each brush-stroke