A new breeze passes by
dropping a dried leaf on the surface.
A soft unsettling of surface
giving way to clear water.
Taking away with it
all the poignant bitterness
leaving only a faint trail
of the piercing scorching summer.

Koirala Rashmi

Ah! The lovely chill heralding the calm winter,
do you indeed come as a comfort
or is it once again your devious ploy,
subtly paving its way towards endless greyness?
Unimpeded by foggy mazes
the path ashore stands clear and vivid.
The fading line of putrid smoke
suddenly ready to bare its fangs.
A quiet reminder to what is to be.

The thin line between reality and delusion
threatens to disperse under soft touch.
Will they give in or will they endure?
Surpassing all what is to be,
supporting each other in their voyage
riding the waves to reach new shores
ready to be unsettled once again
in the land of new sun.

The rioting tides, more excited under the full moon
compete fiercely, uncaring of the havoc
they spread on the shores.
Smiling at their shenanigans
the pendulum continuously pulling the strings of doubt
decides to retire, understanding the futility of the trials
they were imposing upon themselves
trying to interpret course of nature.

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