Rajesh Kumar Vaid - Hope

Hope!
Oh!
A child! little red cherry cheeks cheering!
Hopping liitle feet! ....and mother's bosom,

Soft, crimson green feet rose bud, braving in the wind!
To spring in the curls of the scented breeze,

Orange pinge of morning December sun,
On basking hairy squirrel on the bark,

Aching cage of a caterpillar to flutter, and to fly!
And to lemon leaves! Shredded yellowing, a respite,

Cracking ends of corny feet in the toil of earth,
To spring up the pips lush 'een harvest,

Black bronzed taut melted muscles in the heat of steel,
For few nickles of the clinkering meals,

In the wag of the tail of wet dog, shivering,
Standing near a beggar's bowl, eyes flickering,

Hope never despairs, but life finally repairs!
…..and pot ends up….
In the dungeons of cold darkness,
In the warm ash of bony embers.

Or beyond the stars, in the soul sojourn
There lie our majestic chambers?

(02/11/2008, Hisar)

Rajesh Kumar Vaid

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