Cupid's Laughter

Love came on a cool, clear day,
It was expected not,
It came and caught me unawares,
The birds to sing forgot.

Frozen they sat on tree tops high,
While a heart your tune sang,
Each day a new and different one,
Your verses with melody rang.

How tenacious is this bond?
The answer then I knew not,
But how fragile the threads were,
To break, before the knot.

The loop through which the strands ran,
Snapped and suddenly broke,
The deep and wide rift between,
Widened with just one stroke.

Soon the verses stopped to flow,
The tune ran out of time,
The words dried up so did love,
And indifference did not rhyme.

Into goose down feathers,
Did salty water seep,
Rivers from the heart,
The gentle bird did keep.

The birds now sing from treetops,
The singing heart is still,
Full of joy it listens,
And smiling takes its fill.

Time heals all and only time,
Can heal the cut of verse,
For if it wasn't cupids laugh,
It was at most his curse.

~Sujata~

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