Poetry by Nina Marshall Rama Devi ⇔ Art by Ptahmassu-Nofra-Uaa
A poem-story of transformation and sharing attitudes…
A cold grey mountain sky-scape looms above
as I await the kiss of sun’s caress;
within my downy bag I lie cocooned
to parry buzzing insects, who would feast upon my blood.
“The world is so un-tame,” I say aloud,
in sour mood for lack of sleep’s reprieve.
Dark, desolate the sky appears, and rocks
portray an air obscured by rage.
But light will come, for life is not all bad.
The terrors of the night will fade
inside idyllic dawn–I must believe
Aha! The stone now flushes; subtle rays
brush blushing rose and coral shades that soon
are eloquently written on its face,
announcing dawn with fulsome gladness
as heart cheers, releasing sadness to the wind.
The field around me celebrates again
as glistening dew drops sparkle rainbow hues
that shimmer when the first bright ray of sun
ascends the peak as spotlight streaks
a warm corona–and this nimbus made of gold
holds utmost promise from the tender sky.
Majestic mountains beam with gratitude,
their fearsome attitude dissolved by light.
I doff my bag and rise to greet the morn
as luminescence fills me from within.
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