Defined Space Poem by Jayshree Misra Tripathi

I cannot do what I wish today-
Close my eyes, inhale and exhale,
And listen to the rustle of the leaves
Sway in the light breeze, in prelude to winter;
No, I cannot do what I wish today-
Meditate in the hills beyond mountain trails
And spot sunlight flickers on soft blue lakes;
I still cannot do what I wish today-
Retreat into a corner wicker chair, chai in hand, curl up my feet-

Hush now, the temple bells do not yet toll for me,
I wander on each day and wish I had-
Defined space to call my own.
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The Voices Project
​25th April 2016