TO SOMEONE’S HAIR

Night squeezes herself into a few drips of darkness

To jump and die into the cascades of your hair

Tumbling down to touch the fringe of my dreamy looks

Afloat in the air,

To rest at last on the waves of your walk

In a spirit sublime and fair,

Across time’s street into the forest of eternity

Echoing my love in tunes silent

From the strings of my new lyre .

Hold me before my breath is muzzled

By the intricacies of its webs

Turning in connivance with night

Into clammy cells of honey

Where love is a sweetened wonder

In smallest enclosures of dew in fire !

@ Copy right: saroj k. padhi