Treasure Island

Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

(21 December 1945 / Mumbai, India)

Worship


Summer in Bandra
Bursts into red and yellow,
In copper-pod and gul mohur
Though now gul mohurs
Are dying out: the fresh bloom
I once saw near Yashodhan
In Churchgate has grown
Showing signs of old age.

Today at the signal
Where we turn left towards
Family Court and MMRDA
I saw two green plants
Taller than me sporting
Yellow trumpet-like flowers:
Two of them standing
Like dwarkapals of old
For the traffic signal
Which is the guidng God
Today, saving us from disasters.

I stood and counted -
One has 120 bouquets
Each having 8 to 10 flowers.
The bees and flies
Were frantically busy
Just like the drivers
Of vehicles doing namaskars
And peregrinations around
The modern traffic signal
And going about their jobs.

Submitted: Saturday, August 07, 2010
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