An Endless Wait Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran

The tailwind, merry, flowing
Provides selfless soothing push
No matter- hot- the burning sun be
No matter- this thorny bush

Keeping up a pace or two
His daring determined feet
Carry him, his wishes through,
To the land of endless treat

The beauty of the garden there,
In their resplendence- the blooms
Would they win over the shine- brightness-
Of the eyes on wait, hers, perfume?

January 27,2025
Kesav Venkat Easwaran