It Snows Only Once In Our Dreams
I have read it somewhere
That “It snows only once in our dreams.”
What about real life?
I say it snows twice,
And that’s inside your head.
And it rains once, in your mind,
When
You glimpse her feet
As she gathers the folds
Of her skirt in one hand
And walks towards you.
It rains then
And the fragrance of wet earth
Fills you.
And you feel her
Everywhere.
But it snows
As I said, inside your head
First when she walks away,
And then
After years of waiting
Sitting on the bank of
A river named Eternity,
Which wept with you
All these years
As it reflected
The long lost tales of
Your wee hours, your childhood, your youth,
And a bit of your present…
And you realize,
With every passing moment
How you grew old
And how time betrayed you
Growing younger everyday.
Just then it snows for the second time
Inside your head
As ripples are formed in
The stagnant water of Eternity
And you see
The fair lustre of
Her feet drifting again
When she arrives
From nowhere
And walks towards you
Wading the water
Carelessly lifting her ‘Saari’.
Yes, it snows then.
And you take revenge on time.
You take her in your arms…