Dawn Of A Spring Poem by Ershad Mazumder

During an early dawn of a spring
My soul takes me to a dreamy garden
I see a budding rose
She smiles on her suppressed lips
And ask me
Who are you?

The rose blossoms like an autumn dew
And turns an eve
I am amazed and ask her
Who are you dear
She replies, 'I am your dream
I live in your soul
When you feel me
I come to you
When you touch me
I am within you.

Dedicated to a young woman who left me forever.