Thursday, December 14, 2006

Near the waters



Sitting near the waters
Saw the horizon
And the endless body of water
The skies that stretches high up

Would the waves, wash away
The pain from the turmoil within?
Bring some relief?
Let my eyes see the possibilities unseen?

Unaccompanied
One feels independent and free
But with no one to share
All that one have seen within

Yet, it is quieter
No intrusion
No noise
My much awaited moment of peace

But if you care
To wish to sit beside me
I ask that you respect my need
For some moments of peace