The Sun And The Snow

The Sun and the Snow

The desert winds blow

And the dust flies here into my eyes

To make me cry

Somewhere in a far continent

The snow begins to melt

And brings tears to the eyes

Of a woman worrying about the cold

And the birds in her sky refuse to fly.

Her heart shivers and my heart burns;

Her pain dislodged,

Finds a place to nest

In my empty corner of the veranda.

My summer has begun,

But her winter seems to have no end.

My nights hear the plaintive notes

Sung by a woman on her heart-strings, taut, overwrought to the point of snapping

All of a sudden.

How will the woman of the snow

Hear what the desert has to say?

Deserts too,are cold by night,

Whether it’s winter or a summer bright.

The sun here or the snow there,

Nights can be cold and harsh.

Listen to the notes which the planet sings

To soothe her children when they are deep in sleep

The burden of the earth’s song has not changed.

Her children sleep,

Wrapped in her arms , hearing nothing,

Seeing nothing but dreams;

A blanket of slumber covers their fears and they sleep

Their sorrow gone and peace restored

Even while battles rage and famines wreck

The sleep of the planet in the far continents

Till it’s time for one to wake and the other to sleep,

A constant vigil held for one by the other.

The planet has built-in mechanisms for peace.

Somewhere in a far continent and the dust flies