I tasted the joy
Creamed in delight,
Ice still melted
Leaving the traces behind.

Leaves breathe
To give the traveller
A space to heave,
He sighed to
rest
His form, the mind
Was soothing with ease.

Buried are the memories
Never to be disturbed,
Thoughts
meanders
To let the memories
Breathe again.

Clouds were waiting
For the sun to show respite,
Never to listen
To the plea, The Sun
Beamed his radiance,
Firmament eagerly
Waited for the inevitable,
Twilight consumed in
delight.