Can I Be The Star On Ascent? - Poem by Ganesh Veeraraghavan
Can I be the star on ascent?
When He takes his earthly descent
Can I be his golden cradle?
Breasts of the gopis for his straddle
Moon hung high, he jumps to catch
On the waters to come in his clutch
A tiny ant in his childish palm
His little nail when he mouths his thumb….
Can I be the sandy banks for his play?
For his little house, soft clay
A new born calf for his easy game
The safe river for his first swim
The sun for him to desiccate
The monkey for him to imitate
A jewelled mirror to reflect
He blames the image for his theft
Easy slope for his jubilant ascent
Smooth one for his lazy descent
Multi-coloured petal for his wonder
Summer rains for cooling shower
Wintry morning for him to laze
Star-lit skies for him to gaze
Woollen blanket to stretch his night
Yashoda comes for a wake-up fight
A pair of shoulders for his elevation
A little help for his buttery aspiration
Tiny pot to come in his grasp
Tilting easy for his clasp
Glee on his face when he claps
He celebrates victory laps
Butter ball in his little finger
Honey on his tongue to ever linger
Little white rabbit for him to chase
A tortoise when he wants to laze
Miles of rope when he is bound
His little belly, ever soft and round
Can I turn a sweet little girl?
Hold his hands for a merry whirl
His timely beloved, when he wants to tease
When he wants to see Radha jealous!
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