In Wee Hours Poem by RAJNI CHHABRA

IN WEE HOURS



You awake in wee hours

On your own

And start grinding

On grinding wheel

With rhythm produced by it

The home yard manages

Dawn

On its own

Without imploring anyone

On embracing morning by you

On accepting morning rise by you

Whole courtyard awakens

Hearth accepts fire willingly

Your affection is recognized

By beloved

Holding nectar in inner-depths of heart

You are the one, who nurtures

Hope of colt of kamdhenu

It is due to your endeavours only

That cradles resound

With squeals.