The Tsunami Memory Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

I saw her usurping chunks of the sky
That was some misty moments
And a thick orange sunset ago
A lone crow, sitting on the railing,
Surveyed the distant shoreline
When my glass eye caught it
The blur of brown hills broke
The blue sea-sky continuum
She sat there still, seemingly human
Where was this blue benevolence
When little supplicating hands
Burst out of her rising white bosom
And tiny lotus-lungs gasped for air?