The weather here today is overcast. I could feel the sad romance in the air calling out to me, so I decided to desert my math books today and instead took up a book by L.M.Montgomery. It was the perfect weather for some good old Prince Edward Island stories. I read the story Fancy's Fool again and inspired by it, actually penned down a romantic poem (which is very rare for me)! I like to call it "A Serendipitous Tryst".
As the unseen stars
And the unheard music
Guided his feet,
He walked up the steps
Unknowingly
Toward a path
that faintly seemed
to speak of
Enticement and beauty
She drifted in through the rusty gates
Lost in a reverie.
Reminiscent of a distant evening.
Was that a dream?
But a dream so beautiful
Reality lost competing.
She moved further
And stopped short
For was she to see
Coming up the steps
A fragment of her dream
He picked his way
Through stone and rock
To tread the path
Where his breath stopped
For enticed was he.
At first sights were exchanged
Then were words.
And unseen and unheard
A bond was formed,
And lasted long,
On the old stone wall.
As the unseen stars
And the unheard music
Guided his feet,
He walked up the steps
Unknowingly
Toward a path
that faintly seemed
to speak of
Enticement and beauty
She drifted in through the rusty gates
Lost in a reverie.
Reminiscent of a distant evening.
Was that a dream?
But a dream so beautiful
Reality lost competing.
She moved further
And stopped short
For was she to see
Coming up the steps
A fragment of her dream
He picked his way
Through stone and rock
To tread the path
Where his breath stopped
For enticed was he.
At first sights were exchanged
Then were words.
And unseen and unheard
A bond was formed,
And lasted long,
On the old stone wall.
