Out of Sync

Out of Sync

What hails me to continue?

Out of sync

To make hays of dreams in the latent path

Hurled feelings just to come out of some jinx

Traversing to unknown and then back to warren

This polite wind from the mountains temp

And frisking of my heart as that of a lynx

A pact of my soul with unheard vent

The dancing leaves on tunes of the breeze

Trooping on my conceivable session

Making merry to debauch the possession

Brokeback Mountains with their crown of pride

Those chattering rivers and their human link

Mystic scent of the uncanny hope

Warming my soul, my blood and my whole being

This roaming heart blessed with pure feelings

Thrusting to be felt by another pure one

Shielding it from the world until it happens

And happens with the point of no return

All of this comes to me in thresh of a wink

And it all hails me to continue,

Out of sync.