FLIGHT

You were a fairy in your teens

With sweet flutter of wings

That gave feathers to my words

For high ecstatic flings ;

Together we built a nest in the air

For our roosting hearts to sing ,

And the dales of our green youth

With joy of new harvest to ring ;

You pruned my wings,

Curbed my flights,

Cropped   my soul

Before rising to newer heights of joy ,

When another bird took you higher to fly

And I was left wondering with a big,big why.

Comp. n copy right ; saroj k. padhi

11/11/14