O! Master Poem by Seema joglekar

Like in a bird, on an island remote,
Is trapped, the wizards powers, his toll.
Two beings, two different worlds,
My life in a different soul,
Sought more persistent than-over the rocks,
How pounding, the cajoling waves extoll.

If the woods should go bare & birds forsake,
If the fiercest tempest should break,
If the blue sky & soft breeze should retreat,
Or the earth go all damp under my feet,
In wrath, let the heavens keep up their charade,
Yet, I shall rush to keep a promise made.

Nature's vile decree,
the affinity between the flower and the bee,
One to yearn, the other to seek,
To span the distance between the moon and the sea.
Nature's sad satire,
In all girths and measures to conspire,
Grieve not- your wish is my desire.

If you would give me a sign,
That you are mine,
And I am all of your universe,
Take my hand, the distances
we could traverse,
Turn the sun, moon and stars,
To rise at your beck and call.
And in his silence see sprawl
His wondrous plan -for the wild and the brave roll,
Like a star or a soul, part of his very whole.

THE DOGGIE***8
WEDNESDAY-9th March-2011
S.J