Golden Wonder Poem by PRAVEEN KUMAR English

I waited long for her,
But she didn't come in time;
When she came, I was too muddled,
Clouded and uncertain;
But she was crystal clear and firm,
Kaleiodoscopic in her elements,
Fragrant like jasmine
And innocent like morn-dew -
Sweet, gentle, sincere and honest,
Ever so simple and obliging;
I was beholden to her sparkling presence
Though didn't know that she was her;
She took me like a royal guest
With flowers and honey and glitters of gold
And immortal light in her faithful soul;
Awakened to the depth of her invocation,
And stirred by the strength of her convictions,
It dawned to me that she is her,
My Golden Wonder coming true.

I wrapped her in my soul,
Lest I may lose her yet again;
Alas, my soul was too short, she, too huge
And she slipped because I was unprepared to hold;
I saw, she slipped as I saw,
Deep and deeper to the life's abyss
Till no more my hands reach there -
She, crying aloud, hands raised
And I, shouting in grief, soul stretched,
To no avail, for time is not right.