Harsha's Eternal Spring

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Hello everyone. Here is my Spring of 1999 poem.

 

Harsha's Eternal Spring

 

Once there was this mystery

set in the dense fog of life

nothing appeared clearly

and thorn bushes on all sides

Being tired I stopped along the road

and lay down to rest my back a while

a pure spring gushed forth suddenly

wet the ground and made me smile

Too many body aches to move

how with miseries we are wed

as hopes played their endless melodies

a welcome stillness led

once more to a forgotten place

and water dripped on my head

for naked lovers with no rent to give

earth serves as the final bed

and peaceful sleep comes easily

to a tired, worn out heart

That day upon awakening

even the air was wet

but no ceilings now

to keep out the light

The building puddle

might have drowned me still

but I had had my fill

of sights and wonders

or so I thought when

by chance our eyes met

A perfect face of such radiance

who can resist this innocence

and having given up everything

it made no sense at all

to hold back just my heart

The pull, this magic pull,

on my decaying orbit,

takes away the choice

of ever being untrue

What voice can speak now

and say I loved

and lost myself in You

Then Saw that You were Me

Silence stole us from ourselves

For all Eternity.

 

All rights reserved and all that by Harsha (Dr. Harsh K. Luthar) April 1999