Till Human Voices Wake Us
Kartikey Sehgal
Fragrant flowers along the river
let their fragrance bathe us
we are at one with oblivion
till human voices wake us
the boat, it rows, a-lone.
the poets walk the shore
the boat passes –
time is anathema to life
and the flowers take a lifetime
to fill our hearts with joy
we are at one with oblivion
till human voices wake us
the bird, it flies, a-far.
the poets walk the shore
the bird passes –
- often chirping songs of joy …