emerald and oak

by Lakshmi

i thought that i could find myself in slivers
of emerald and oak, pathways of leaves
and so i ventured into the woods of your
familiar dust-warmed fairytales
an avid quester.

i thought that i could find myself in cadences
of your rich chords, sweeping the empty corners
of an interlude’s silence, but perhaps i was lost
in the harmony of your elegy
a spellbound voyager.

i thought that i could find myself in echoes
of your ash-gray mansion, floating into forgotten rooms
cobwebbed and thick with memories, empty cupboards
phantom hearts and faces
a sorrowing wayfarer.

i thought that i could find myself in death
the forlorn knell of a final day, an hour, a minute
a second of time, but the last grain slipped, fell –
i did not think of you or i, but
the colour
of the fading sky.

2 Comments to “emerald and oak”

  1. This is lovely. Thank you for sharing!

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