A Leap Of Faith Poem by Seema joglekar

A tree that squanders, butterflies in cloaks so thin,
The wave that leaps or the fire that blazes,
Each makes no cause to win.
Every now and then I take a leap of faith,
Unaware of what turmoil you must face within.

Just a step, to get me from one point to the next,
Thus, over the years ascended an entire staircase,
To your threshold, befriending night and neglecting day,
A toil: nursing pride, rearing in high dare, to breach the space.

That morning God is a woman and no labor heavy,
Through a string of clouds, the sun flashed a pendant,
Stones came alive and grass whispered to the skies,
So you could win, I wished to lose, expectant.

Hold no count, the seasons and their galore,
We have been here before- the troubled heart learns,
In pouring rain we have held hands steeled to danger,
Where shock, love, daze, pain rule by turns.

When we met you took the first leap of faith,
And again, over the chasm of years standing between us,
Knowing the full stretch of the long haul you silently bore,
While I whined, sniveled and made all the fuss.

When just a step seemed so daunting, loaded hours of lead,
Melting away the salt of labor, extraordinary, stood out your effort,
Driven by a passion I couldn't match, putting me to shame instead,
To bear on these years to painstakingly erode away, while each step I count.


3rd Jan-2015
Seema