I Lost Her Hand…

Me and my mom were just taking a walk holding hands,
Suddenly the winds blew wild and  I lost her hand…
Now alone here I am lost in this world and strand.
Its been long I am waiting for her, that she is gone…
I come here and find her fragrance in the air…
Her mighty thoughts in the mighty mountains…
The dreams woven together I see in the soaring bird’s wings…
Season after season I feel her near me, around me, and within me…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag