Passengers of an Eternal Cycle
A wedding needs a witness
We had more than we could wilfully imagine
Millions descended upon us
Falling from the moon
Aliens they were not, for,
Passengers of an eternal cycle they were
on earth, to sky they fly
From the planet’s periphery they
parachuted back
Landing on leaves, on spider silk
On my head and yours
The effect crystallised in pellets
of thoughts. Capsules of the vision
Trapped in our vista
Lasting forever more
By S. Rasa Rasika
Photograph by Thineshmoorthi Kanawathi.
