One day, You'll gaze at her
By chance, without intent.
You'll walk by, bored
Of your uneventful day,
And decide to consider the unseen.
Little would you realize
She's been right there
In front of your eyes, all these years.
You'll look at what you had looked through -
Those skeletons of emotions,
Lying there to find a confidant
The many glistening hopes of
Yearning for a binding,
Lost in the distance of apathy.
The sprouts of dreams
Craving for an ally
Confined to the grounds of indifference.
When you discover her -
Take your time, breath in that grace!
That prize, unaware of her own price
Awaits the detached,
To latch you to rapture.
Take your time, thank your stars -
For this fleeting life
Might not reward you twice!
Pic courtesy - Chandra Elango
