Dasim

Winter

 

The frosty windowpane

Blurs the willow’s leaves

Gently dancing the morning breeze.

Memories, pale with age

Flash vividly for a moment,

And quickly disappear.                                                         

Sorrow and laughter,

Reconciled at last,

Join hands and accept each other.

The heart remembers

Love given and received,

Lessons learned and forgotten,

Promises kept or not.

Childhood prayers

Return to welcoming lips                                                                             

And discarded dreams

Briefly nest once more

On a chest warm with longing

Before fading again.

Dreamy eyes understand

And instantly forgive

Without so much as a whisper.

Early sunlight kisses the eyes,

This time from inside.

The hand holds a small handkerchief

Still damp with morning tears.