My Foresight..........

Moments,
Days,
Years and decades,
Who knows how much has been lived,
Or how much is yet to be,
But truth lies still,
That realisation and foreboding,
Steps in a conscious that's tranquil;

And so my premonitions come to life;

I seek no fame,
But to be lost in his tears and his smiles,
I accept no blame,
But a resolution to walk with him, for miles;

My soul is clear like a crystal,
Emitting the seven colours,
Even beneath the fate so miserable,
My foresightedness never goes blur;

Material is not all that it takes,
To nurture a long sought love,
But it is the faith
That makes it capable to rise above;

Be not sad,
Let not the soul loose its calm,
Imagine us in the lands snow-clad,
When I shall be in your arms;

And this be the picture,
Of our cherubic path,
Togetherness in spirits in the lap of Nature,
Forgetting our destiny's wrath.............

(c) S.S