The veil lifts up
As Life takes on the centre stage
A conflagrant chariot gallops
through the starry canvas
Illuminating a golden universe.
Orion towers above- scattering
stars
On every drop of dew.
Liberated mornings
Await in anticipation
To lose their souls
As the shimmery grains of yellow,
red and blue
Glisten the feathers
Of our winged friends.
Dry leaves orchestrate
A sublime scenery
Across the desolate cityscapes.
Whirlwinds of cloud,
Slither through the sandscapes,
Coalescing into the waves.
A world, anew,
Yet so ancient and familiar,
The green and blue,
The orange and yellow,
The white and grey-
As clear as the skin of a
new-born!
Threads of green sew through the
landscape-
A new age is born.
Mirage of promises
Disintegrates;
While a new morning
Rises from its ashes.
(Lockdown 2020, India)
