Delayed Stand

Russet feelings buried deep sprout with the melancholic light

Crusted feet are reminders of the bitter path travelled so far

Storms delay the arrival and detours are etched in the plan

Crosswinds become benign but the splints restrict movements

Delayed and drifter feelings hasten to retire in the feeble bosom

Fresh hope spring up to vision the world with little curious eyes

It’s the movement beneath the ground that creates a network

To stand up to the incessant oppositions and inclement environs

~Amitav