The Mysterious Waters…… Poem by Mukesh Raval

The mysterious

Waters of Umardashi (a small virgin river in Gujarat, India)

Had long ceased to sparkle

With the kisses of sunlight,

But some old fishes of that nectar

Still breathe the spirit of that virgin soul….

They still wait for someone

Like a country waits for his warrior hero,

Basking on the heaps of sand

Pierced by the thorns of the babul trees

That grew from her grave,

Crying with a hope

They weep at night

And try to find him among the twinkling stars.

That one day

Their loved one would come again

And make them bloom….

With clouds, wind and rain

And

Umardashi

Would wake up from her sandy grave

Like a barren mother with a fertile dream….

And they would cherish

His jumping into her throbbing lap

With a splash

From an aged cliff

The mute victim of their love

like the Kadamba tree on Yamuna bank

Who eroded much, years ago,

through the collisions

of his paper boats........



Mukesh Raval

Palanpur

India[25/01/2010]