Monday, June 7, 2010

Remembering Birth


I ask my mother,

As I count to three:

“Did you find me

Under a tree?”

She stooped across the sea

To light the waves, and

Whispered in my ears:

“I found you in dew, floating

On the waves at my door!”

I grasped her aanchal and

Let out a glee -

“I knew! I knew!

I came from the sea!”

I ask my mother,

As I sit on the swing:

“Did you find me

Blowing in the wind?”

She cuddled the trees,

Kissed the moon, and

Whispered in my ears:

“I found you in

The sun’s womb!”

I grasped her aanchal and

Broke into laughter-

“I knew! I knew!

I came from the sky!”

I ask my mother,

As I hear the bee:

“Did you find me

Floating in the sea?”

She blended the mud

With a drop of ray,

Touched it with passion,

And set it free:-

She took me in her soul

And whispered in my heart:

You are the dream that

I always have had.

You touch my feet

As I stand in the ocean,

And run across the earth

As fast as you can...

I reach out my hand-

You smile at me,

Clicking the leaves

You climb up a tree...

You hide in the sun

As I wait an era,

And the next,

And a few more,

Till you blow

Down the sky

As dew on my shore …


Note:

aanchal means

the flowing end of Saree,

an Indian dress for women


Postscript:

written when suddenly felt

the onslaught of images from

Rabindranth Tagore’s Shishu

3 comments:

Nandini said...

This brought tears to my eyes, both a s a daughter and as a mother. Thankyou for making all the wonderful feelings rush to my mind ...

Kaberi Chatterjee said...

Tui likhechhis???? Gawd! It's awesome!!! Usually I don't read poetries since they don't make any sense to me, and more because I think it's a person's very deep personal thought which I should not intrude. But ur poem.. i just red thru before I cud stop myself. Keep writing such poems which lazy ppl like me wud understand. :P

Susmita said...

thank you Nandinidi ...
Kaberidi ... :)