Viewing Star

            Viewing    Star.

There is   always a  Star, in everyone’s life

Glimmers  in times  earnest. In the  wake of Dawn,

 Through my window, I watch humanity

Undoing  stillness in the hustle bustle, run    

 On its heels to become a star or undo

  Its dissipation. Vedic chanting goes on

 In   full  throb. Camphor propitiates aura.

 Day  falls  through hectic activity.

There isn’t one  star, but  a  full galaxy

Pouring down. Till Yesteryear

I viewed stars  twinkle  and often

 Hear   the Recital  “twinkle, twinkle little star”.

 But  awakening  stirs up new vistas

 Where are the kith and kin?

 Our departed  souls?  are  stars

Embodiment of Souls? do they speak?

Are  they  happy   and glow in the

Other world of firmament.

 Other Template of call

Of  my inquiry  affirms  

We  view other  Stars now:

They  guide us, bear the

Brunt of  Humanity, God-sent.

Every  era has its Star.