Paean! * Poem by Seema joglekar

[*Song of thanksgiving to Apollo]

What proof do I bring of my love:
Stand up for you like the mountain, weary and wise,
Like a river wearing its sorrow, weep in a streaking disguise,
Or like the raging oceans with its breaking high waves lay my claim,
Or soaring atop these, as my sun moon and star call your name.

Cross the seven seas to hold your hand,
Steal a siren song, to unleash the fever of the mind,
Blaze a dream that drank the meteor light,
Realign the zodiac, for our paths to reunite.

Command my muse to capture the beauty of the starlight in a feeling,
Seize my heart that has taken to hover on an untamed wing.
Sketch a familiar face in every contour of the moon,
Believing in the tale of rainbows & their pot of gold -swoon.

Call upon the stars with whom I played the counting losing game,
Who now give me their unreserved empathy in shame.
Silent companions to our unspent time,
In pursuit down the arches of years and domes of fears in my prime.

Hitch our wagon to the stars,
And pluck them one by one,
like lillies extending out in the dark.
Till our destinies stood and stared at each other,
To all the wonders in Nature's cup -an apt answer.

True love they say will always come around,
With a little prod from fate's generous hand,
Through its travails it shall gradually learn,
For whom the wane heart does burn.