
spring has come
and gone
summer breeze nudges
dense foliage to dance
as before, splendor will
last for a while
this fertile forest
will thrive
change when it’s time
we will grow old
like the trees
our span shorter than most
what have we done
with the seed we once were–
what have we become?
© Neetu Malik
I missed you
when I turned the corner
near the old bakery
in the drifting
mellow Columbia brews,
fresh loaves and
Darjeeling teas.
Until I can fly . . . as the sun goes down
and waves come closer
with the rising tide
life spills . . .
forming red rivulets in sand
in the vast desert
man’s fury against man
reasons I do not understand
spring has come
and gone
summer breeze nudges
dense foliage to dance
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