Thousand Years Of Love

I was placed at this side of window two years back, now, this is my window my only window of the room, a mystic window shaped with the chisels of the gone past, as a thoughtful and beautiful verse on woods, the window became my close friend then, I have been in the bed for the last two years, unable, running for the life, I lie quietly by the window, from the bottom of my bosom dreams and longings arise, I invite the stars for dinner through this window and I chat with the moon here, I wait for my son away from the concept of time each moment of my waiting is for thousand years of love, I feel, till the silence descend from the sky and efface the footprints of mine.