Morning Lights Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

Searching up for the star,
I saw the black crow on edge
Of the skywalk in Bandra East
Well before the dawn appeared!

The Moon was still bright but half
And below her were two bright stars;
A rare sight not seen by me before -
Perhaps one is a planet arrived now?

Walked up and turned North-East,
Saw another bright star above building
Thought ONGC but it was Indian Oil,
Happy at this acquisition of new memory.

Walked on towards Anant Kanekar Marg,
Listening to the Muslim drawl on the mike
Looked up and saw so many points of light
The more I focused my eyes on them.

Only two stars were there and the rest
Were creation of my own brain or vision
Have it what you will or As You Like It
Effect of what I read last night!

I am walking rather weak, and feel not straight
Like the Chintu the little cat that has joined us
Now to become the seventh street-cat
To become part of our family, our true VIPs.

Having entered my sixty-seventh year days ago
I wonder how long I would go on - or be able
To walk or be independent, the worst being
Helpless not able to do or decide on anything.

It has become light, and day established,
I turn back wondering how even by 6 a m
The cars on the road are so many, producing
Loud noise of the tyres dragging on the road.

I like the places and the heavenly bodies, for time
Has made them holy like Keats puts it -
Is it in Ode to Psyche? The latest born and loveliest
Vision far of all Olympus' faded hierarchy.

I am happy to be alive active use my senses
Capable of recalling beautiful pictures words
Scenes which sink in and bubble up
Like Tintern Abbey to Wordsworth.