The dash of Spring is here!
Every bird is a songster.
The bloom, the white waves
flapping against black rocks,
are rocking my cradle
of dreams with laughter.

 

The breeze is also
humming a tune,
perching off and on
the portulaca’s arches.
My world is a great domain
from out and within.

 

Doing the juba, the jig,
and other dances....

 

Alibaug
1998

                          

Geeta Chhabra

 

From the book : Smash My Glass by Geeta Chhabra