I said to the gem
surviving beneath the
season’s first sheath
of ice and snow,
“you are my favorite”
because the world walked
by and did not notice
you
.
I stopped
and noticed
your tenacity
insistence to live
and not die buried under
indifference of snow
and disinterested, distracted
fast-walkers, fast-talkers
.
I will look for you
because no one else is
.
you shine through a white shroud
of cold
.
you are beautiful,
breathing and glowing
in the middle of
the cold loneliness
of your life,
granting me
a bit of your hope
.
So I choose you,
unpretentious, unassuming
hidden snow-gem
visible reminder of hope
.
in spring you will thrive
when the burden and weight
of ice and snow
once again lift and
dissipate into summer
.
winter will not destroy you
I will look for you
those who are forgotten
are those who remember
Prasanta, this is beautiful. I love the way you see things, especially these lines, “hidden snow-gem
visible reminder of hope.”
I appreciate that encouragement, Jody. Thank you so much!
Just beautiful!
Thank you so much!
This is beautiful. I feel as if I’m making the discovery with you.