A faint ray of light
From the dream land
Drift by the window
And holds my hand
With that flickering light
I became glee and bright.
My happiness rose high
As I wanted to touch the sky.
But the light was misty
And faded very soon
The dark clouds covered
The Moon
Again it became dark
And I became blue
But I still now miss that spark
And the moments too.
Since it went away
the days grow long
The misty sky is singing
Only the winter's song.
Ruma Chaudhuri
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ray-of-light-11/
