Hana (Flower)

By Farhan Arfeen

Oh flower, dancing with the breezes.

Witnessing her presence, time as well freezes.

At dawn, I saw her sight settled upon me,

So deep were the mysteries in it.

Wherever they followed, went the hunger with it along,

Wanting to fly, proving her spirit was free.

Her thoughts are as the nimbus, floating on high,

Never once looking down but keep on soaring high.

Appeared that her roots were cut, yet they still lingered beneath the soil.

In her heart was a tempest raging, at places, her mind in turmoil.

Then again at dusk, I found her gaze on me,

They so intense as if seeking many answers.

Thus I took up my role of being the navigator now,

Taking her to new horizons when she did allow.

That...is how I met a flower, dancing in the breeze,

Peering which, I could not help but freeze.

By Farhan Arfeen