The elusive winter sun finally breaks
Through the misty leaves
Moving steadily and slowly
Finally touching her feet
As she sits in her balcony
There comes that slow music
Wafting through the cool air
The music of an old favourite song
Touching the cords of her heart
And the sleepy cells of her memory
She hums with the tune
But the lyric eludes her
A face appears through the window of her past
A dear, familiar, happy face
And slowly melts the frost of the ages
A trickle of emotion becomes a flood
She hugs herself close
Suddenly aware that she has not forgotten
Such is the power of a song!
Such is the mystery of our brain!
music incarnates the insightful power of everyone; nice to read you
Absolutely beautiful x Thank you for sharing. Top marks*
CONGRATS FOR BEING SELECTED THE WINTER POEM AS POD; NICE TO READ ALWAYS
I have some elusive memories; I'd better spring into song. TFS
A beautiful creation. Congrats on your poem's selection as member POD. Remain enriched...
Congratulations, DEAR POET. Today this beautiful poem is featured as POEM OF THE DAY -MEMBERS on PoemHunter. All the best
it's the power of wintry poem; congrats for being selected the poem as POD
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a lovely poem to read this winter morning! 'She hums with the tune But the lyric eludes her A face appears through the window of her past A dear, familiar, happy face And slowly melts the frost of the ages'
Such a nice comment! Appreciate it...