AVALANCHES
There are unexpected snow-slides:
just like a breath-taking isle
simply vanishing into the sea
in mysterious moves of planet earth;
like an iceberg emerging so suddenly
in a safe ship route.
The golden hue of camaraderie,
the sun-beams of ideologies
transcending time and nations
was cut asunder into continents
of tensions between boarders
through straits of blood.
The one who was companion
during days of oppression,
who begot anger out of embers
was to go down into rotten swamps
of rusted times of no worth.
The sandal cool of friendship
made immaculate as if in a smithy,
helping hand in grief and pain
changed season into indolent silence
of summer nights of unstirring leaves.
In which unintelligible moment
of earth-moves could a hot stream
turn into an avalanche?
Though mysterious,
some season changes would lie
frozen within inner heart.
