Friday, January 27, 2006

The Lake

Under cold stars,
and quiet stillness ahead,
amidst faint strains
of ancient notes,
No words spoken,
with thoughts into the sky
A porous detachment
from looks, feel
And the peace
of dual solitude
the cosmos
in mediocre
human eyes,
Like two trees
waiting for rain.

1 comment:

Ashmi said...

i just semed to love the line "the peace of dual solitude" seems to denote more than it ought to...nice onr again! :-)