Floating Lamps Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

Thousands of floating lamps
on darkness of unending water.
Are they floating stories?
The spellbound wind mellowed.
Not frightening them.
Water murmuring song of brilliance
for those tiny bright dots
flickering in their own mood
winking at the stars above.
I just placed my little lamp
on the water tickling my feet.
It flickered goodbye and
joined the procession.
Soon I lost it's track.
They all went away from the bank.
to the horizon lost in the dark.
I turned and looked back.
There too were thousands lamps
waving at me, floating>
Somewhere I heard the smile
of my little lamp.
Was it near or far?
Then there was a roaring
laughter of all lamps.
The whole darkness shivered
with excitement and
I was not the same again!