Rising in thy Love

There the morning star, is yawning the night away,

There the chirping bird is yet to announce the day,

Look how grounded petrichor, salutes the rainbow up,

There in the distant meadow, the sky is pouring down it's cup

There can you hear the train blowing into the foggy tunnel__

chasing the divine light, till it's twilight again.

There the bud sleeps, aiming to bloom tomorrow

"Hush hush speak you not", you'll wake up the sparrow

There the dripping dew is struggling to cling to grass

There the boatman moors, knows he not a rush

There the world ponders the snowy rays of hope

Warmth and care et all, ties she all in a rope

There the autumn-leaf falls, to grow anew,

Love is what they say, blessed to only a few

Soaked in colours of life, wrapped in grandeur of love

Let hate be love-reversed, let love be all above

'Cause Love is being alive, Love is in thy name,

so why to 'fall in love', when we can Rise in the same!

-Bidisha

A CUP OF MIRTH