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Bliss

Woke up to your warm embrace
I hugged back yawning
Nothing but the wind touched my face
It was the sun’s morning greeting

I only get up on your third call
Squint my eyes, fix my bed, walk through the door.
Now, I get up religiously for a call
Alone — trying to soar

How long has it been since I heard your melody?
Those run of the mill tunes that ring before dawn
They are vanishing in my mind as years go in a jiffy
Like pictures destroyed by centuries gnawn

I want to go to you. I want you to see.
I want to hear those notes on my becoming
But how high the dam that thwarts my journey
It, too, gave me life yet one which caused this longing

You will find me someday. I know you will.
By then I am better in mind, heart, and body
For now, I need to grow and heal
In all of them, else meeting you would be foolhardy

The verdict comes by the end of this battle
Eye to eye, I wish we finally could see
Once I get there for absolution settle
Though to change his views, for a king seems unlikely

And if otherwise, I succumb to this malady
I hope your heart is as it always is
Accepting and loving. Peaceful and steady.
May it be full of verve and bliss.

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