A field of sunflowers…
Unending stretches of yellow…
The sun as bright and pleasant as it ever could be…
Memories I’ve never experienced…
Images of a lover I’ve never seen…
Songs well known playing in the background…
Of Rehmaan and a nightingale’s queen.
Sounds of running water…
Playfully tease my loneliness…
I dream of the one who will come…
That one among the many.
Holding me gently…
He will never let go…
The joy will always continue…
And forever overflow.
