On the shore ,at last !

 

 

The wrinkled brow now eases

As does it's image echoed by sea

The thump of a  vexed heart

The troubled tides of turbulence

Now a deep sigh releases the pain

The marks of a brutal pinch

Incisions on hardened hide

Are soothed by the thought of shore

The sight of birds in sky

That spiral and create constellation

The word amidst shattering tides

That the shore would come sometime

Now turns out to be true

The troubled faces that belied

The assurance to those onboard

And more importantly to sailor himself

Now smile at the pretence

And then we realize that the horizon

Was never unreachable

Even on a capsized vessel.

 

Delhi

2064

09.36 hrs

21.5.23