Again, the season of Spring has come
And a spring-source rises under everything,
A moon sliding from the shadows.

Many things must be left unsaid, because it’s late,
But whatever conversation we haven’t had
Tonight, we’ll have tomorrow.

© Rumi

melting
lost in a snow
frozen Moon

frozen Moon
traces of ink
in the old diaries

in the old diaries
waiting for the sunrise
unwritten pages

Linked to Carpe Diem #1393 Spring Is Coming