The Evergreen Remains

Under an olive tree On the shore of sea Hand in hand eye in eye We used to sit, long back My baby and me.. Through those year long tracks Resting on the memory yacht My mind sails towards that shore Where we had a romantic role... I behold the shore, the sand and sea; Behold the well grown olive tree Behold the waves that alone seem To sing a different note in glee I wanted to search the remains Of romance we left over in the air; Searching the tree the sand and shore I could find them, right up there... The new leaves; I could feel in them The remnants of our love; their rhythm I could hear, the one time songs, sweet Fresh and lush in green, in them in repeat... 3rdApril 2008