(108) Spring In The Wilderness Comments

With Spring new buds New flowers will bloom New life will spring From the frozen Winter ground! Leena.

very touching- you have reflected on life, love, separation, death, urban life in this one poem so tenderly. memorable lines- betrayal like death, and no one likes to die twice while alive. Premji, i wonder, don't we die each night, and are reborn with each dawn... 10 am glad found this gem while searching for your poem on valentine, couldn't find it. mamta