the numb ache
in your intense eyes
those warm hands
that often forget
they have the map to home
I see the black hole
in your soul
that hides beneath
the colors and patterns
you scroll
you the precious warrior
-the bearer of light
inhale, exhale, pause
till the lighthouse
again shines bright
Wait till your halo
reflects back
remember, spring is never
too far behind!
Hope the warrior sees the light truly. Powerfully evocative!
ReplyDeleteVery well written Pooja!
ReplyDeleteAwesome Puja the concept of The Warior being the Bearer of light finally shining Bright with spring not far behind.Wonderful poetry.
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