Saturday, April 11, 2009

Air

The reason you're born, the reason you live
The reason a fire burns from deep within

Never shows itself but in the subtlest way
Like the gentle sea breeze on a summer day

For more space it never begs or pleads
Only fills up the void and makes you complete

And in a suffocating moment when it's gone
You'll realize its worth all along

True love, a treasure to cherish forever
Like the air we breathe, as priceless and dear


April 10th, 2009.

3 comments:

Amit Kumar said...

Simple, yet deep abstraction

Amit Kumar said...

Simple, yet deep abstraction.

Vijay Fafat said...

This reminded me of the poem by Borges, "Poem of the Fourth Element". It is a lovely homage to water, ending with very poignant lines:

"Water, I ask a favor.
Through this indolent
arrangement of measured words I speak to you.
Remember Borges, your friend,
who swam in you.
Be present to my lips in my last moment."