Cave Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

In the Emerald dark that
crazy butterfly returned
again and again with
the only message
"Go..find out the cave"
Then a sudden flash of
the daylight and the
series of dreamless moments.
With a yawn the day
rolled over as usual.
"What cave? and where it is? "
Day has many shades
except the dark Emerald.
And no message anywhere
The day is overflowing with
many crisscrossing happening.
Getting pushed
from one to another.
A little boy in T shirt
goes by, with a butterfly on it.
I returned to my room
to the waiting canvas.
A jumble of forms and
dancing lines possessed
the white cave and
I saw deep down inside there
the crazy butterfly was
waiting for me.