Mid-Monsoon Winter Dawn Poem by Saroj Padhi

A shivering mid-Monsoon winter dawn
alights on wet wings of euphoric birds
lit up by a rumpled, shimmering Sun
to enjoy the beauty of both the worlds:
a lush earth soaked in tears of heaven
now clasps a cool, balmy, breezy Winter-
anguish of yesterdays to unburden,
as wheeling on chariots of wind
drawn by butterflies
it sings of blanket-intimacy to flowers
and bees blow auspicious conchs
on eve of eighth avatar of Lord to be born
out of womb of dark fortnight at midnight
breaking all bars of wrongful confinement,
to journey across overflowing Yamuna
into a flood of light, freedom and celebration
and breaking of yoghurt pots
as mark of nation-wide jubilation.

Gone is the night, it seems
of persecution, chaos and confusion
as chanting of His name fills the dawn
with light of love for the awesome creation!