Heart and mind entwined
In tune on a peace pact
Summer heralded on sun beams
A bay conceals its frantic waves.
Dreams blossom
When a Gardener
walks in to talk about solitude!
It is time for prayer
In Nirmal Hriday.
Afar in the east coast
A wind sets free its cyclonic tunes
In taglines of hope,
In non-perishable memories
Its time to inhale
That fragrance of earth,
Splendid an offering!
From a kind heart which outlived
Seasons, Centuries
and shadows of a million citadels
In an era of invasions
And broken promises
Much needed for soul search..