When withers were unwrung wrong !

✍️ Madhu Goteti, April 28th,2023

Dear X,

The time that my journey took was way too long,

And yes, the way of it was all unbound

The most closest course that came nearest to be found,

Was never finding its way, to keep your company bound

Then the live long days just passed along,

Over my thoughts, a slumber reigned, yet I dwelled alone

Walking through those pathless streets,

Where droughts of cool breeze drifted upon,

Knocking at alien doors, to come back swirling to its own,

Wandering through those outer spaces,

To reach the innermost strength by its own

There my soul, so alone and anon

Strayed far and wide , as much before ,

The flood of reassurance ,finally came home —running along

Thusly, the ebb and flow of life kept moving, on and on ; on and on

As my life throb of aeons, scattered its severed self, until it burst all its bonds

And , like a poignant story ending to echo—“long gone , long gone! “

Sincerely,

Not yours: but, lost and found !