Easter A miracle
( guardian)
Life is a miracle from the first
Day of our Birth, in front a bunch
of flowers of fragrance; yonder
a young girl donned in pink and yellow;
a box
of chocolates, full of dreams
a book of poems, would I gift you;
my world of garden, love and moonlight,
away from dismal room, dark ness;
enrobed in
silk sari, sandal and bangles
jingling, rose water spilled all around,
a jar of lemon and honey, iced melon
to quench our thirst your day begins;
all we
want -soft words of soothing comfort;
to accompany through our hazardous
journey,
words, words of wisdom and wonder, miracle,
words of lullaby, singing eternal in our books of
marvels.
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