Sunday, May 22, 2016

Whence like birds*

Whence like birds*

Whence like birds
We will sit on the branch
Of that Peepul Tree of Our
Childhood dreams
Evenly spaced out
Before us, those nights
Of our watching
Meteor showers
Down the skin of our Love
Blossoming quiet
How we would be
Drenched, Luminous,
How we would be
Staying on the branch
Of our staying amazed,

Whence like birds
We would take seats
Side by side
And the sky before us
Spread across
Evenly spaced
How would we be
Staring at our Love
Glowing like one big
Ball of light, blinding
All, except us.

(*Note: upon an amazing Painting, loosely based, as attached; courtesy: Sam Carlo)

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