Lilac Vine

A Moss Laden Forest, Stock Image (By Devangana)

Standing here

you couldn’t see farther than

your breath could reach.

Your feet could discover

miles and miles of pale moss

almost suffocating the ground,

relentlessly.

Every breath that

escapes you,

an obscure cloud;

a white cloud.

Yet amid the dread,

a splash of spring hues

breaking through a palette of

all sorts of greys and greens and blues.

The vine, you say,

seems misplaced.

But wait.

Stop.

Give it a minute;

possibly another too.

It will grow on you

ever so slowly,

yet eventually,

with a lasting impression

of its incomparable beauty.

-Juhi

B.Com (Hons.) ,Third-year

(Edited by Guniya and Pallavi)