You, a fresh mountain breeze,
flush away all musty web-dross
of old links, long trapped
in corners of my mind.
Leave a neonatal crispness
a serene harbinger; of us.
I knew it too, when first I saw you
but never dared to hope ‘till now.
O mountain breeze come come make me cool the inside as well as outside I'm here beneath the rock as the mock of peace but peace yet to come please come come to make me cool
Leave a neonatal crispness a serene harbinger; of us. I knew it too, when first I saw you but never dared to hope ‘till now....../// beautiful poetic expression
'Leave a neonatal crispness a serene harbinger; of us.'..is very well written. Such a wonderful poem. Loved it. Thanks for sharing.
Hi Aqua thanks for reading and commenting on the poem. I'm glad it resonated with you in that way.
New love always is like a fresh start....awakening our desires and clearing out the cobwebs. A lovely write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have been doing a lot of thinking along these lines lately. I think I need a plethora of these mountain breezes to clear out those cobwebs of mine. An important poem.10
Hi Susan, thanks for your comments and the way the poem spoke to you in that way.