the notes of the last night

notes of the last night
are like
waves that rested on the shores
but never exactly right
the notes of last night

the urges were vivacious,
quest was ambiguous
did i rel;lay tell u, that
resolution did not seem in sight
the notes of the last night

envelop of the letter, seemed a bit torn
did you feel as it was just a sleight
no matter what i left unsaid
it was an arduous journey, of staying upright
notes of the last night

fragility of scattered seeds

not an easy path
who knows,
who invites whose wrath
simply for having told the truth
that made us both very fragile
but then dont we
really meet sublimely
in a sea of gratefulness
for all the grace one showers
on others
without any expectations
as if seeds are scattered
all around without knowing
under whose shade
will our grandchildren sit