Wee Hours In Parel. Poem by Upendra Majhi

Here is again the sweet wee hours,
prayer is read and broadcast,
life willbegin,
life of love, care and ecstasy
in my place, songbirds are many and varied
they fly and sing in wee hours
in an chorus, well orchestrated
and in alignment, my mind and soul attains
new height of happiness.
sweet wee hours willbring in dreams,
colourful dreams and ecstasy,
andcarefully change into a bright morn,
sunrays on golden leaves and white planes
coffee, yoga and shuttles,
songbirds, friends under banyon tree
and drizzling, krishnachuda, bharadwaj
our love is fortified
It is a new test, we must pass through,
with help of our love,
me with the help of my love,
you with the help of your love,