The Tryst

a drowsy film wraps days
and sun burnt afternoons
my somnolent gaze fades away
in the nights to come.
away from earth’s alertness
and dreamless walks
time builds up like a tombstone
around the grave of days long ago.

she took me home once
when I was a careless stray
on cobblestones, the urban lights
on my disfigured nonchalant shadow
tracing my forsaken dreams.
she sheltered me again
when I was walking silently
along an echoing shore
where the waves whispered my name.
she had fed me when I was hungry
ravenous as the next beggar
starved of the delicacies of life.
she washed me, cleaned me
till I shone and sparkled
like a shimmering dew drop tiara.

we grew together as we inched closer
breath by breath, sweat by sweat
corps et âme together.

au revoir! Goodbye we bade
on the sands of Egypt
like the mighty pharaohs bidding adieu
to golden mornings of desert sands
with promises of lives beyond
the seven wonders.

the hourglass still holds her memories
shimmering and sparkling against
the contour of past and future.
now that I am reborn,
uncontaminated and untainted
in rootless nomadic freedom
i sense her once more,
in my countless heartbeats.