Thursday, September 22, 2011

Hereafter…


Stay with me, until the dawn has trembled on a leaf,
And the proud old pines have grown bronzed.
Until the sky is streaked with the sunset’s blood
And the snow has thawed into the drained marshes.


© Nazia Mallick

Photo:flickriver.com

2 comments:

Basque-Land said...

Oh my. This picture is just incredible. This poem reminds me of how I feel about my Papi who died 2 years ago. In spirit, I can feel him and I am comforted.

Nazia Mallick said...

Thanks Rozanna! Nice to see you here.

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