Shikârâ

fancy a Shikara-ride...
into the quiet of the night?
to cool off the heat
to listen to the water nymph...
rowing in tunes with the boatman's song...
taking the moon as guide...
dear...


the eyes as deep as the lake water
will become friend with the small waves...
then You will look like the Chieftain of Devagana
who has forgotten the mantra to return to paradise...


the water of the lake Dal
touching Your finger-
will tell a secret to me...
what was your name in the last life...


fancy a Sikara ride...
into the bossom of the lotus land
and the into solitary cry of the unnamed bird?