"melancholy yet again.."

walking out of the bed, to see the rising sun
the orange silehoute stings my ears
hidden message waves down my hair
welcoming with my open arms

one says its unreal, the other says its dream,
unconscious heart still beats..
breath so deep, it feels the essence
and the fragrance of the far one

the blink of an eye with seldom smile
the completeness within me
whispering small prayers of wisdom
shedding my saddened tears, unable to sing

yet again, a wait for the dusk to sink
while moving along the fields of barley
the longest trot of this melancholy
yet to make and yet to end!!