Search For Solace Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

Where
does a person
find it
when one needs it
is hard to tell
almost like a puzzle
sometimes born
fortuitously
in a Rembrandt smile
or a reciprocal wink
textured
in acquiescence
or maybe
at the arrival
of a bunch of roses
tagged with your name
or at puja ritual
making arti
chanting bhajans
evoking spirit
of omnipresent deities
or sometimes
in a serene dream
where you dance
tip toe
tip toe
like a ballet superstar
in a Royal theatre
anywhere
even among
Lakeland ducklings
as they drift
aimlessly
as the world turns
with its own
fortune
or freedom
or failure.