Stranded on crippling sand
Clamped by the burden
With glimmering eyes I view
The flow of waves from vicinity
While the myriad specks at dusk
Get tossed in their hour of glory
My limb is Immobilized presently
The crevices on the forehead
Are the stiffened drops of brine
The clot of nascent ripples in mind
Much before they could blossom
Into the waving dreams of heart
The bubble of holding within bursts
And the ocean trickles from my eye
The little one that was stifled somewhere
And pours into her infinite manifestation
Now the cohesion with the supreme
Beckons some waves from the deep
Thr slime drifts my rusty remains
Into the splashing drops of liberty
Where our worries melt into tides
To absorb the burden of shoulders
Into an effortless and buoyant hope
Till we are specks of myriad hues
Before we slip into the grey horizon
Beyond which there is no flow.
Delhi
09.22 hrs
2181
5.11.24
