‘Which path has the shortest distance
to reach you?’ my beloved asked.
Like the calm sea assimilating a fresh river,
I stood cold looking into her deep eyes.
Even the Neelakurinji seldom knows
the path of spring and blooms in 12 years of blue.
Even the Hornbill seldom knows
the path of first raindrop and ends it’s wait.
‘Drop by drop, cell by cell, breath by breath
I was dissolving in you, melting into you’.
Tears were rolling down her cheeks.
At that moment in the west,
the wounded sun was again disappearing
into the calm sea.
Neelakurinji*- A flower which blooms once in twelve years can be seen on the hill ranges of Munnar in Idukki district of Kerala, India.
Great Hornbill**- Indian Grey Hornbill is symbolic with the endless wait for Rain, (A belief in the State of Kerala)
Originally published in Sadgirlslit (Literary Magazine of Sad Girls Club, which is based in New York, USA) on 24th September 2020. This poem was also featured on LKMNDS podcast(Produced in Partnership with The Elevation Review & Kneeland Centre for Poetry Inc, Indiana, USA) on 10th November 2020. Thank you so much Sarah Losner and Thomas Kneeland.