Sunday, June 17, 2007


one year passed with a silent dash,
like a gush of wind,
effortlessly through gaps of my fingers still.

one year passed with a momentous wave,
swallowing me in its very direction,
a sudden push and a halting drag,
to bring a perspective of somewhat luster.

one year passed with thorough form,
sketching fables in forsaken caves,
ruffling the calm of dangling green leaves,
once under thy unspoken sovereign peace.

one year passed with an unavoidable begining,
one year passed to bring this day of last,
rises the ubiquitous sun again some time.