A Morning Extravaganza

Sitting alone on the wet sand

As I behold the mystery

Of the unfolding colours..

I remember you

How beautiful are my moments

Of complete solitude

When I have nothing but

Some beautiful minutes

With myself, and 

A very distant you...!

I gaze on..

Light spreads over my bare soul

Does that light awaken you... ?

Sitting alone I wonder..

How adaptable these waves are

They accept all that is given..

The shape of the sea..

Hues of the sky..

Then they rise, and fall

On my trembling feet..

Washing me of myself

My senses numb, eyes dazzle 

I sit and sit..

Till the whole sun is out

And scorches my skin

From light to heat..

I return to myself..

After travelling miles..

In few flamboyant moments

Of a morning extravaganza..

~Manjuri~