Musky Morn Poem by Saroj Padhi

Loving you relieves all fetishes and fetters
of fish, fowl, flesh, faeces, filth and fevers
awaking me from life of an empty dream
as a disillusioned I rises, from sleep to sweet chitters;

winged angels sing from misty boughs
of trees of joy that in Winter shed dry leaves,
onto soft dew drenched beds of grass,
in whose lungs wind like a bride softly heaves;

the jungle path strewn with wilted petals and leaves
faintly smacks of Parijata in a corner happily abloom
as Winter's foggy hands pluck from God's garden
and an overcast Sun tries to break free from gloom;

dew falls like sparse rain drops to the thirsty ground
as faint footsteps of Spring in the subconscious resound!