The Wild March Winds …

As cyclones ravage us, Sarala remembers the romance of March winds, in this evocative love poem, exclusively for Different Truths.

The March winds 
Swept away her heart 
To the wildest of thick woods 
She ran and ran to trace her lover
Who were hiding scared of the wild wind
Somewhere behind a majestic tree!
The moment she neared 
He ran faster than he could 
Through the March winds 
Which uprooted many hearts 
In love 
She was persistent to catch him running after him 
Her body so light and fragile 
She could easily run 
No problem she faced 
She murmured 
The spring would definitely arrive cheering every heart 
That is lonely and sad, 
She waited, 
Waited and waited 
Then she realised 
The spring is near 
As she inhaled beautiful 
Fragrance from the nearby garden!
She found him at last 
Sitting in the rose garden 
She paused for a while 
Ran to him and held him 
Never spoke a word 
Their eyes spoke 
All they wanted to convey!
The spring arrived, 
With pomp and show 
When every heart which was barren 
Filled with love 
And every garden 
Filled with flowers!
Hey spring is here, 
Let’s enjoy the beautiful
Spring!
They walked hand in hand 
Through the green meadows 
Singing praises to God 
For not depriving them 
Of the beautiful spring!

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