Waiting for.....

Awaiting  the dawn ,
 
the moon slept in cold,
 
And the sparkling
 
tiny stars becomes old,
 
embraced life,
 
under the clouds  in bold
 
nurturing  your
 
buds of love unfold,
 
Let us row the boat of hope
 
and the life sail continues
 
sometimes along with the wind;
 
other times against the mind
 
but we both must sail through
 
and not to drift at all
 
nor lie at anchor........

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI