Oh can you bring for me
Spray from the salty sea?
The sight of shifting dunes
Eight to ten midnight moons?
Oh can you bring to me
Creaks from the ancient trees?
Four songs the swallows sing
Flutters from new found wings?
Where does the silence lie
In me, or in the sky?
All things I long to see
Spring from old memory…
3 comments:
Love it !
What a lovely poem, also enjoyed reading your blog! Dont know if you remember me, we were at NCBS together till I moved away to pursue a PhD in Germany. Recently I saw an article about your husband's work on the Covid vaccine and I thought of you and found your blog!
https://yourstory.com/2020/11/mynvaxs-covid-19-vaccine-ready-safety-test-clinical-trial?fbclid=IwAR2rKFBs629RyHVR0YE60D3bndWK3X2w5b_iZoghTXy-TT-9ZZVzfIRSOxA
Thanks, Niru! Yes, I do remember you, hope you are well.
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