Unattended

Unattended,

 saffron tinged leaves blow
from the place they were then,
to the place they now lay,

across the carefully sown fields
and through each deliberate blade,
past a brilliant blue sky-now changed to gray,

while she slept, and she dreamed
of the straight and of the true,
only to discover, with harsh sun’s ray,

that:

She should have stayed awake.

 

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