One Million

One million years

I followed the light

that has led me here

To the beginning

of another light

I contemplate

darkness

Dream

hills

blue-green

dancing

bitterweed

bathing

in the virgin glow

of a newly born sun

under which

a kingdom

of bees

reigned

for centuries

nurtured

by the replenishing

drops

of light 

 

Which I watch

evaporate

before

my hands

cupped, desiccated

prey

for the darkness

 

brittle branches

hoping 

for fleeting rays

that float

from the graves

of stars

one million years away....

Reviews

[Anjali]

Wow.... Deep. You can feel the emotions in it while reading... The rhyming scheme is also good.. I liked it. Nice!