Divine Decree! - Poem by Seema joglekar
Now if you take my name as I take yours, I shall answer,
But faster, hasting over all those wasted sighs taken in vain,
And show how are blown away, the cobweb dawns of winter
By the cleansing orb. Refreshing the breath of stale promises- -
Kerchief, scroll of underpinnings, or mists proselytize over
Winter's decay. Now realizing God's perfect strategy.Undisputed.
If there lingered on your lips, my name, even a small murmur,
How my feet would make their way to your door? Nothing's changed.
The hurried gait in my walk remains, the driven sprint at your call
Is the same.Let me show how the sun rose-or over the granite cliffs,
How a delicate spring the wind detains, or why the waling thrush
Endures the emptiness of the terrain, or why, in the conch the call
Of the waves remain.Coming from your lips my name sounded just right,
Delight of the first light, like since my birth it was your right.
Source; Sonnet-xxxiv -Elizabeth.B.Browning
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