The vision of diurnal course
When the cock crows in coarse
Makes the sky convulse in lavender hue
As the blade of grass shelters the morning dew
The dew drops cluster in a mother-of-pearl state
I have been drunk on that glorious pearly gate
I have consumed the light’s infinite source
I have done no harm and I seek no remorse
I glide gently through this realm of green
Just like Venus tours the twilight screen
What lies beyond that twig is a celestial thought
My delicate body celebrates spring when leaves start to rot
I wait, fearless, in grace, for my divine flight
I only fear the stars as they scream at night
I bide my time till I manifest myself in a shell
Where I shall sleep for eternity under nature’s spell
And then, on the tightrope of hope, shall I stride
I shall fear no Gods in this godless ride
What awaits at the end of this great divide?
An angelic butterfly or a moth undignified?
But under no circumstances shall my wings hide
For creatures who fly; only in flying lies the pride.
- Salil Bhat
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