Interim Snow

This one snowy night while walking back to my room from college, I felt the mild sparkles of the flakes by the dull street lights to be unusually calming. Walking through the snow laden velvety alley, feelings transmuted into words...

Mint snow flakes wandering in the breeze,

skim through the skin.

Soft as cotton, glitter of crystal.

Cushioning my path as I make my way...

But nay.

You will melt away,

you will betray.

By the break of dawn or the warmth of day,

before I say; unless I pray

you will not stay.

Nowhere, by the end of May.

Although they say,

these as heyday.

Although I may

fare well midway,

My longing will outweigh

the yielding flay

of further halfway.

And hope someday

I see you sway

in the air. At the gateway

will cherish with a delighted heart.

The soothing season.
                                             - Abhijit Hota