When the sweeping wind blows away unnecessary grit and chaff,
........ the words I once breathed
the rhythms I once danced,
the storms that swirled and
uprooted emotions hurled pain...
and the love I shared, perhaps in vain,
will be there for you
to understand their nuances.....
The messages are woven into words with
gathered yarns from quiet or turbulent
Corners of the Earth...
The deep musical wells that vibrated
With your indrawn breath and mine...
The soul touching notes of nature
All the brush strokes of colors
I painted, just for you to enjoy...
Wrapped in deep moods,
absorbing, all yours and mine
we shared......
Stories, messages, meanings, smiles, and tears ...
Words we exchanged and sometimes the silences
to uplift our souls...
Gathering strength to stand tall,
Yet bowed to the compassionate,
Sustaining pure joy in the sacred forces... amidst
primordial chants that echoed
arising from the cradle of the Earth...
We were a part of the sounds of nature...
The wind, the rain, the birds
The heady flight,
The sustaining rainbows ...
Will you .... curl up,
Once I am gone ...
Accept the truth,
Understand my words?
Author: Ketaki Mazumdar
