I was touched.
It killed me to learn and think
To lure upon the feeling
Undone.
To realize, he was the one.
To speak without words
For words were a luxury then
The magic of the eye that waved her wand
To withstand.
To understand.
I knew at once
'Arike'
So close
I was moved.
The air as I breathed
Gave in a message so deep
Across the space that built in through
And I knew
As I felt it true
'Arike'
So close …
I was blessed.
The love in him and in me to sink
I saw beauty, I saw wonder
To know that the greatest need
Was close; so close indeed
Beyond love without greed..
The language of the heart to hold me proud
The silence to outlive a shouting crowd
I knew it had but touched my soul
A rhythm as in a gentle breeze
At ease.
‘Arike ‘
So close.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
to know another malayalee here is delightful....and the poem is beautiful and sometimes words are a luxury item...