One fine morning <br />While negotiating <br />The snow clad peaks <br />She found herself <br />Surrounded by a <br />Thick snow fall from <br />All directions… <br />She sits there patiently <br />At the mercy of the mountains <br />Struggling for breath <br />And in imagined warmth… <br /> <br />‘The snow will disappear <br />The sun will appear <br />Leave not your faith <br />Abandon not your prayer…’ <br />So spoke her master’s voice <br /> <br />In dogged perseverance <br />She still sits there <br />Waiting for a <br />Resplendent silence <br />To dawn on her <br /> <br />27apr2010 <br />09.25hrs<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-the-biography-of-an-unknown-woman-ix/
