The Unabridged Treaty Poem by Subrata Ray

The Unabridged Treaty.

If you forger a-while,
If compulsion comes as cover,
If on my image you find no time to hover,
Then in leisure never repent,
For in all your states I was present.

If I be no more in earth,
Or for my unfinished task takes another birth,
Or in another green in a strange island,
Please feel defying time, by your side, I stand.

Or if you be in a foreign forest, or skied sky,
My humble willow would reign there high,
Between light and shadow the soul will try,
To revive and regain the sense of eternity.