The sky turns dark as if
he understood my mood,
That billowing cloud sees
herself in the lake mirror
and adjusts her uncombed hair.
The trouts spring out to wish.
The moon has just arrived to
take over from Sun as a beacon
for the travellers on flight.
On those tall coconut trees
the baby breezes play swirl
holding their arm branches.
The lakeside tulips take off
their ever-smiling masks and those
lilies get ready for their night show.
The hilltop just shows his sunburnt
back to be cooled by the gentle shower
that has just begun
But my butterfly heart navigates
in the space between
those warm water drops
untouched...so lonely...
thinking of you...
just you.
Putholi Arumugham T
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sitting-by-the-lake-on-a-lovely-evening/
