After Winter Poem by Showkat Ahmad Wani

When early waft does tap the drowsy earth
And drips the spirit of life among the dead,
To wear the blue when heaven drops the white
Among the lights when wings enjoy the trips,
The gardens put on laugh of green in bliss
And scared meadows bloom as bridal joy.
The children take the bath of beams to weave
The sunny dreams for grace and summer bright;
And sow the seeds of being beneath the feel.
The nightingale in merry calls for rose
And beats the drums of bliss among the souls.
This fallen fearful meekly wintering feel
That hurls its frost in mind on newly beam,
And shakes icy towers firm and sings
The song of sprightly spring_the cosmic birth.
My I in cage_ ignoble bat_ still stays
To find my Self, Let leave this icy Mind,
And take the vernal soul on bloom to fly,
May sky_ divinely holy _ rain the bliss
Of inner bright and thaw my out for in.
(2023)