Vows

Was it only yesterday?
When we pledged true
love- our mind body and
soul to each other.

And slowly with each
changing season of
life-
from the hot passionate
warmth of summer,
scorching any doubt of
affection or suspicion;
the relentless, irrevocable
momentum of inertia
took us forward to
this autumn of our
union, as we watch....

like dead, withered
leaves, each promise
each vow
forsaken and trod
underfoot -
as we watch...

a little coldness envelop
the heart in our
progress towards the
cold bleak winter of
this bond;
with no hope of
spring ahead?


Usha, 24 April, '87