The Lantanas of the Wild
(Location: Coonoor)
What stars shine upon them,
to touch me through my eyes;
morn to dusk,
not easy to surprise!
I saw them following me.
Like a hurry,
nowhere they stopped to grow;
on stump and stem,
I watched them bounce
along the railway tracks and slopes:
as children to the butterflies’ play,
they arose.
Wider than the sky,
the very nearest to me
flourished on someone’s gate:
little brooks of life,
in compact crowns—
of white, yellow, brick-red, magic.
With gay delays, I viewed them
as colours of astral light,
summoning myself to reflect
on attempted dreams.
And I brimmed with Hope!
2005
Geeta Chhabra