Hands in my pocket,
wearing a long overcoat.
I was walking down the street,
feeling a lump in my throat.
People’s footprints were in the snow,
but when I turned nothing was left behind.
Snow flakes melted away in my hair,
Impermanence is nature’s design.
Cold white sheath below my feet,
The chill freezing the faint yellow sun.
Was it the winter making me cold
or my locked heart pushing away the spring season.
I don’t know why I turned left,
and my shadow jumped right in front of me.
I didn’t know it was waiting at that corner;
Was I to feel angry or be glee?
I mumbled, I cursed,
I stomped my feet and asked it to leave.
But it took every step with me,
persisted even when it disagreed.
It coaxed me to look at a tiny bud by the wall,
whispering –‘It would blossom soon’.
I had seen it earlier,but now I observed
the bud’s tiny smile, melting the chill of this noon.
And I walked down smiling.. I had just met life !!!!