Bubbles From Eternity Poem by Muralidharan Mudaliar

Did I think I saw
A shadow criss cross my slate
A glimpse was it surfacing
My unwinding fate?

Did I see a face slip?
Between the fogs of my morning dreams
Did I trace on my tips
the memory of her moving lips

Did I strain my ear to hear?
Her anklets echo my strolling strides
Did I wish the mist to clear?
To catch a sight of her
on frothing tides?

Did the soul of the evening skies
Seep into my pounding cells
And Did I hear temple bells?
When she saw me from the corner
Of her flashing eyes.