Resting by the lake,
I realised all of a sudden,
that the ripples
of our love
shall kiss and greet
on intimacy’s shore.

Listening to the breeze,
unlocking silent whispers,
I saw how soft
true concord is,
Pure as a great bird
scaling new heights.

Grateful is not the word,
gazing at the dancing stars,
for as long as
Nature yields
bittersweet truths,
lovers’ light holds me tight.



Filed under Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Thoughts, Travel

2 responses to “Awakening

  1. Even apart, there is togetherness. Ah, love! ❤

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