Message, Bit Too Late........ Poem by Jayatissa K. Liyanage

Mild cool breeze, in the yellow dusk
Sliding down the distant mountain
Kissing beige canopy, lamenting
Lowered on to a parched meadow
In the middle of the valley of life
To whisper a word of hopefulness

Hold your breath.... chums
Clouds are gathering
Far away 'n slowly, though
Hold your breath....little more
They will, sure, be here
One day........soon.....!

Not a sod being alive to listen
Breeze glided away, nonetheless
Surreptitiously and sorrowfully
Casting a thin layer of dust
Ritually, on scalded meadow
To return, carrying a flickering hope