Everyday, the same time-
They’d walk down the lane
Together, never speaking-
Just a shy lass and lad.
He sometimes looks absorbed;
And she, serene and gentle.
The way they walk together-
I know, they know!
For it’s only the sheer certainty
The assuredness of a faith deep
Of empathy, of knowing, surely,
Of loving and being loved-
That can speak, in that silence-
Not merely pregnant, but holding
The cosmos, the entire universe
Of their simple, profound love!
Knowing, it’s that, what we know,
A warmth spreads, as you steal silently, behind,
Wrap your arms around me,
And smile into my hair…
Why, I will never know-
They look up, at us, at that instant-
Fleetingly, before walking on…
28 May, 2008