Sighting of an Angel
The world around me
Was not my world
A phenomenon of somebody else
A spider’s web.
I was sitting there
With hands on my chins
Dissolved in my dreams
About you,
In which you came
And talk to me
And touch me
And smile at me
And made my day.
Lo and behold
My wishes got wings
As you, the stranger from paradise
With sunrise on your face
Love in your eyes
Smile on your lips
Spring breeze in your gait
Looked at me,
Slowly walked towards me
Talked to me lovingly
Touching my shoulder
Touching my senses
And kindling smile
To reconnect to the world
Around me.
Then,
You walked away
Not to be seen never again.
((*.*))
Babru
December 2000
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