I shivered alot, rubbed yellowish palms to feel warmer from inside,
A spell of a time or a quarter of seconds my eyes meets with melody songs on the opposite side of my shoulder,
A white beautiful woman sings her voice clashed into inner abdomen ,
I stand still the rumbles of snow crackling from the tree trunk,
I was dumbfounded, she was reaching to me, knocking the warm heart DOOR,
I thanked to the goddess , I kneeled down to the goddess
My sight seen heaven today ,
She was a heaven, she was that woman who serves snowflakes white cold light .
I still am I pouring sweetness onto my eardrums and my eyelids still weaving her to my dream.
My wray eyes lifted up bonfire by my dusky cold day.
BY-HARSHITA PANDEY
