Looking Back At Me

-by Anshul Gandhi

In the little moments,

Before the first drops hit the ground,

Before they wet the grass

And before that earthly smell’s profound.

In those little moments,

Surrounded by summer’s last glee,

I see the love in your eyes,

Looking back at me.

Even in the coldest of days,

When the sun is never around,

When the whole world is laying still,

And the streets are without a sound.

Even in those cold days,

Standing besides the sea,

I see you through the fog,

Looking back at me.

On a paradise on earth,

Colored blue and green,

Colored with the brightness of the sun,

Most beautiful sight ever seen.

On that paradise on earth,

Where nature’s running free,

I see you, even more beautiful,

Looking back at me.