what to do ?

Touch you heart

and tell the truth

You are a part or apart from me

Glorious trees

And the sky, so blue

Tell me now

Tell me the truth

I am the brook at your feet

I fill your roots so say the least

Tell me how

I can be with you

Swaying trees

I feel so blue


4 responses to “what to do ?”

  1. Dear kalabalu,

    Thank you for your lovely poem. I like it a great deal. Let me reciprocate by quoting Mark Strand, Almost Invisible: Poems.

    Those hours given over to basking in the glow of an imagined future, of being carried away in streams of promise by a love or a passion so strong that one felt altered forever and convinced that even the smallest particle of the surrounding world was charged with purpose of impossible grandeur; ah, yes, and one would look up into the trees and be thrilled by the wind-loosened river of pale, gold foliage cascading down and by the high, melodious singing of countless birds; those moments, so many and so long ago, still come back, but briefly, like fireflies in the perfumed heat of summer night.

    I shall also resonate pictorially as follows:

    Yours sincerely,

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  2. Love and emotion overloaded!

    Liked by 1 person

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