The silent tear

The Silent Tear

Lone stands the soldier in the icy winds that blow,

Witnessing silently the massive mountains,
Getting covered up with snow,
Further plummets the mercury;
Freezing even the lakes and the swift rivers that flow…

Love may not always be warm,

For the soldier finds mother nature’s love
even at negative temperatures warm..
For the soldier guarding the motherland frontiers,
his tough mind hasn’t no fears;
and his heart harbours no qualm..

The father’s mind wanders in the moments,

Spent with the ones dear and near..
His lips arch up and the fighter smiles,
And longs his heart for his family;
That is divided by miles…

Emotions stir in the tender husband’s heart,

They flood and brim over his eyes as a warm water drop,
making its way slowly to the white earth is the rolling tear,
What only remains unfrozen;
‘mongst the snow clad mountains is the soldier’s silent tear…

                                                                         

-Ameya Kanade