Under an olive tree
On the shore of sea
Hand in hand eye in eye
We used to sit, long back
My baby and me..
Through those year long tracks
Resting on the memory yacht
My mind sails towards that shore
Where we had a romantic role...
I behold the shore, the sand and sea;
Behold the well grown olive tree
Behold the waves that alone seem
To sing a different note in glee
I wanted to search the remains
Of romance we left over in the air;
Searching the tree the sand and shore
I could find them, right up there...
The new leaves; I could feel in them
The remnants of our love; their rhythm
I could hear, the one time songs, sweet
Fresh and lush in green, in them in repeat...
3rdApril 2008
Kesav Venkat Easwaran
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-evergreen-remains/
