If we keep these trysts
destiny will rule
and then
what will you do
if you’ve just come
and you have to go?

You brought the spring
let the air smell
let everything sparkle
let me live
for a little while more
let me quaff off
one more glass of Samagyon
and then I will permit
the sun to rise
and listen to all
that is wise

but
don’t go just yet.

© Ashok Niyogi, 2005 (all rights reserved)