Monday, September 12, 2016

Mine
























The lamb sits snug
on this winter day,
your strong arms
wrapped warm and
gentle around him.
And if you could,
you'd wrap them
around your
beloved hills too,
wouldn't you?
But just as the wrinkles
form wise creases on
your weather-beaten face
so do the roads now furrow.
Grey through the green.


Inspired from a photograph by Nasar Husami

No comments: