The Quiet Corner Within

There’s a red deeper than crimson hue,

There’s a blue deeper than indigo.

Lost and cynical you may be today...

yet there’s a love that moves slow, steady and true,

stronger than all you’ve ever been through.

Somewhere it waits, patient and true,

as you wait for it too.

As the dawn draws near, pale yet clear,

after frost-bitten hours of the night.

You return to your anchor, that inward light,

That steel resolve you barely show,

In that quiet corner that only you know,

I will meet you there, soft and low.

When I feel you looking at me,

I almost turn , almost let you see.

In the pitter-patter of the Landour rains

we walk the drenched road downhill again.

You heave a sigh while beholding me,

and under our shared umbrella,

my heart just skips a beat.

Beneath the overcast sky,

my heart is full , and I don’t ask why.

As moments slip quietly by,

the sound of the rain brings us back to the time.

Yet, something lingers, warm and true,

not loud, not named,

Just felt by me…

and felt by you.

A Grain of Sand