Summer
Oh! You dried off my tears
rolling along my cheeks
never allowed to
flip towards my heart
'dried' four chambers
with exhausted pace maker
gives me a bizarre rhythm.
Sighs, twins of nostrils
converted into a breeze
floating in hills
practicing Metta, Karuna, Muditha & Upekha
Compassion, Kindness, tolerance,
and Mixture of first three…
gave inspiration into life
No scare to die
cool 'n calm mind
easy to tame
hardly any mishaps
tells me one thing …
I am close to the spring
Dearly spring!
waiting for you so long
at last you are back
So good to all.
Let me embrace you
embed me in your chest
Do not allow me to go away!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Splendid! My dear Kolitha spring too goes away in this cycle of birth & death? Nothing is certain whatever greedily we grab.