Waiting to hear footsteps

But silence all around

Perfect place, perfect time

Yet imperfect heart

I am back again,

At the same spot,

Near the lake,

Down a steep fall


Waiting to hear footsteps,

But silence all around,

Perfect place, perfect time,

Yet imperfect heart


Loud thoughts echoing about,

Still lake mocking my being around,

Occasional movements from the tree top,

Letting me know of the time gone


Silent night is making my heart race,

Minute by minute, I ask the same question again,

Void of approaching footsteps, I decide to call it a day,

Bid the place good-bye, till I come another day



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