May I ask again

May I ask again

 

Your silence is a chunk of ice,

within which time is frozen. 

In my hands a bouquet of withered edelweiss,

not which you have chosen.

I wish the sun reborn,

the cloud return.

Sun rays on your silence,

drizzles on my edelweiss.

I could walk around time and pain,

say to you “May I ask again?”