To The Winter Breeze Poem by Indira Renganathan

Breeze, blow with thy winter might
With thy cold heart rain-doused
Not at all to break a dew
But to know my heart tear-doused
Just to break it open to my Love
Who breathed last to vanish
Who seems to have rested farther
Who has gone beyond my bare ken
Who seems not to return atall

Like thy ilk invisible
Like rock rigid
Not answering my squalling
He is

Breeze, o' winter breeze
Sick, sombre, gloomy, eerie
My aloneness begs thee
Swift, blow with thy winter might
And break my heart open to my Love
Who breathed last to vanish

Perhaps had he merged in thee
Breeze, please with thy winter might
Embrace me this moment right now
Nevertheless slamming, pricking, chilling
For in thee he my marooned love is