Apprehension... Poem by Dr. Baishali Bhaumik Mitra

So many seasons and I survived them too.
A future as capricious as the past,
uncertainity, vague as nature’s whim,
doubt and dismay as intense as the indigo ocean,
apprehension, candid as an errupting volcano,
many more tears to shed,
many more dreams to be shattered,
many more deaths to die,
Yet
a rainbow;
a wide azure horizon;
yet love;
and a wedding ring!

Indeed! Strange are the ways of the soul!