Return Gift

You are there
Watching me
When I was busy
In my own way
To meet the daily challenges,
Not even thinking of you,
Moved faster
Like a sailess ship
Without a horizon.

You came
Cooed from ever tree
That I passed on foot.
Flashing the stark yellow feathers
Very dearly you called me.
I looked at you
With a wit of a one year old -
Looking at the new found world
With ardent curiosity and joy.
There lies the limit of the connection.
I took in everything
But am not able to process anything.
Alright, let it be like that, MauDau...

In the sacred shrine
When I see you with form
You told me with worried eyes
Child, are you alright...
I have been waiting for you since long
And was bothered
How are you...
You acted as my kith and kin and
The member of my creed.

When I meet the formless,
You stopped acting.
Didn't show any love, nor connection.
I searched and tried to feel connected...
And found onlu the cosmic vibration
In and around me
Up and beneath me
Piercing my being...
And telling me- just Humm..

You came home
Sitting inside my heart...
Seeing you inside me

Every living and nonliving became live & alert- acted as the medium.
Every tree knows me now.
Like we say coma patients do hear.
Who know trees are having
How many eyes and
How many ears...
Or they sense the right vibrations.
The ripe mango fell just before me
As I took the secluded turn...
After posting the application.
The scorching Sun went behind the cloud,
Which was right there
Burning every fibre of my uncovered head.
It's a shock. A pleasant one.
I am used to it now.
It's a sign. A strong & deliberate one.
I know you are with me.
And are walking beside me
And sitting inside me.

Read this
O Loving one
As we read
The illegible writings or scrolls
Of an infant upon the wall.
It's my return b-day gift to you.


Return Gift
25.05.2024
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