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I sit here, contemplating, of all things about you
Reflecting on every aspect of life, that revolved around you,
Your blissful presence was a presupposed fact,
You were there for me, every scene, every act,
shielding me from the unforgiving sun,
protecting me from rain and hurricane,
being indulgent and letting me have all the fun,
remaining irrevocably benign, while I was raising cain.

Your thoughts come unbidden now,
The dewed mornings when it appeared
as if you were fresh from the laundry,
The mild days when the wind lapped up the waves
playing them softly against your feet,
The delicious evenings, when you stuck out like a pearl
amongst plastic :-)

And yet, when future beckoned,
You let me go with open arms, and an open invite
Isn’t that love at its best, not seeking a return?
I grew wings, flew out of sight,
With the tiniest sliver of doubt,
If you shed tears at the loss, but was I contrite?

And now, when I come back to wintry evenings,
When your care and concern is a thing of the distant past,
My thoughts suddenly fly to you,
and everything about you becomes rosy once again,
So loveable, so pristine in its affection
and so unattainable….

I can’t wait to see you again,
I keep crossing out dates
So I can speed them up and see you sooner,
Aah! If only I was all mighty,
None of these days would intervene,
But that is not meant to be, time takes its time,
And then one day,
I will be with you, and make you the happiest in the world!!
A lesson learnt from the school of life,
never to be forgotten.

And yet, something nags me at the back of my mind,
what is it that I miss the most,
Home, or the idea of one?





:-)
Courtesy: A gtalk chat with "d" :-)