Mere sojourn
Short associaton
Leaves indelible impact
With insignia of
Amazing experience
Is razed into rubbles
It is difficult to
survey its longitude and latitude
I only gaze at my orbit
In a daze
Like a tsunami victim
Surviving sudden fury
Very often your memory
Pops up, dots, dances
Like the blushing maiden cloud
Clinging to the sky’s heart
Sometimes your memory
Enthrals me like
The distant yellow mustard field
Lazying around in a relaxed mood
Your memory worries me
Like the muskdeer
Looking for aroma around
Little knowing the source
Enshrined in her.