At Mid Sea Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Thursday, January 16,2020
9: 15 PM

At mid sea
Thursday,16th January 2020

only water around
no life could be found
sea vultures went round
but their ventures seemed not sound

sea waves were rising high
coming down to lay low
again going up
to grab me from the top of boat

it sent me shiver
and created fear
the waves were threatening with loud sound
as if to run me aground

but I dared
airwas filled and became directional
it was really destined
as I defined it with the success

I have ventured into colorful life
with no direction and torn strife
I am sure to land at safe place
with the grace from an almighty

Hasmukh Mehta
Courtesy: Painting by Jacob Mathews