Coming Alive To Serve
As Suria casts energies diverse with dawn break
Embodied souls relish this instance, soaking in it
Thriving desires in embodied beings thus flourish
That left for dead after a slaughter too can arise
Seeing the towering champak tree sawed away
It’s canopy swept off, the shade offered, vanished
A short stump left, the cut surface poisoned red
Undying desire, its served bloom igniting a bliss
That bliss imbibed in it’s being, desiring more of.
Pushing its shoots out, desiring to bloom again
Awaiting, filled with enthusiasm this poet ……….
