Clouds in a way, messengers of a dream
Or may be travellers of a silent standalone sky
Two flags and one celebration
An arch divides one from the other
On a fence but soil same, earth same,
An arch and milestone in between
Embellished on carved pillars
To hold all boundaries in poise
Frozen ocean on sand hides heartbeats
Of sailors drowned and victorious
How well the plattons of waves march upon
Rain and autumn forge a bond
To freeze all sorrows of the promontory
Darkness steals light, a giant shadow dances faceless
Vanishes when sun sets in the horizon of west
Hope is a dream at the edge of the mountain
To fall or look upon the sky
In between the festive canopy
Of margashirsh and autumn
A prayer- bell rings for Hemanth
Golden mist on the eyelid of a flower
Lightening ends in an earthen diya
Silence separates two fences
Words and shingles cement the hollow
Invisible a pain hides beneath the glaciers
To heal one you do not need to unheal the other
There this steady flow and fragrance
When earth touches its magnetic mystic rhythm..
~ By Rema Pisharody