There Was A Love Born This Winter Poem by Raj Verma

there was a seed waiting to sprout

in winter there are leaves that die
only the poinsettia blushes
a fiery new redness
harbouring a love
released from hibernation

ensconced in your arms
a warmth was shared
a pain was relieved

a warmth
that could only be savoured in winter

love
shed your tears

leaf like
they have lived their life

naked limbs furred in eiderdown
drift indulgently

a silence was shared

there was no pain

only the urgency
of a seed waiting

black barred shadows
from shuttered windows
harboured a seed
waiting to be born

there was a vision
not fully conceived
there was a love
not fully expressed

there was a moment of hesitation
lost in the whirring of the fan

the shadows of indecision
erased
by the brilliance of your smile

there was a love born this winter


From the book ' the equations of love'
published by Writers Workshop Cacutta 1981