Yearnings

Amidst the din of the outside world
I look for you
Amidst the chaos of the mind and the emotions
I yearn for you
I know you are there
Yet I keep searching
And longing

I see you in the mountains
And the valleys
I see you in the markets
And the alleys
I see you in the light
And the darkness
I see you in the smiles
And the tears
I see you in the warmth of hugs
And the harshness of words
I see you in the summer sunshine
And the cold of the winter
I know you are here, there and everywhere

Yet I yearn
To feel your love in my heart
To think your clarity in my thoughts
To speak your wisdom in my words
To bode your rightness in my actions

I yearn
To live your Truth

I yearn
To sing your Song

Eros and Psyche

© Sketch and poem by Hetal Shah (Dragonfly)

The Beauty of Sorrow (The I-89 and the Green Mountain Blues)

Mists rolling down mountain tops,
softening their grandeur;
Clouds glazing the skies,
confusing their clarity;

A heavy sky keeps weeping
tears of a passing summer-
A summer of trials,
A summer of learnings,
A summer of inner endings.

And now the changing leaves
Speak of a new season approaching-
A new cycle beginning,
A new hope, a new me.