Sipping the warmth of tea in the balcony
I keep gazing into the void
Wondering - it’s not a new moon day
- And still why the sky is dark!
Leaning against the window,
I’m caught in a storm of thoughts
Between memories of yesterday
And worries for tomorrow.
Only to realize today is different
- Even the customary breeze is missing!
The walk by the park isn’t the same
It is so lonely today
The trees seemed to have forgotten creaking of branches
Or, showering of leaves and petals
- Isn’t there a Spring this year?
As I force myself to find the rhythm of my breath
Piercing through silence came a soft sound from the distance
The music of chugging of wheels.
As the train got nearer, the music blew up into an orchestra
With blaring of the whistle to accompany the rumbling of the train
I could hear my heart race faster
As it brought along rays of hope
- Of a starlit sky, and warmth of touch?
Is that when thoughts fused with reality, past with the future?
As I watched with closed eyes
A whiff of soft breeze seemed to kiss my cheeks
And a bead of hope welled up in my eye, before the warmth flowed down
As wind blew the clouds away, a glazing plate emerged
To announce
- It’s a full-moon day, rather a full-moon night!!
© Sashikant Mohanty
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