Sudipta Mishra, Puri, 18 March 2023
With the advent of Spring,
I venture out on a harmonious evening.
There, amidst the wilderness,
I feel a rapture like a magical essence.
“Twigs of hope I collect to bloom my tender evening”!
Scintillating west wind exalted my reason,
The azure sky multiplied my passion.
I knew how often it captured my emotion.
A seed of hope ushered inside my core,
To feel the magic of cosmic wonder.
Weary on the verge of my life,
I seemed to retire from mundane chores!
Suddenly, a fresh hope dawned on my spirit…
Of rejuvenating my days with delight.
To bloom like a Lilly in the twilight,
For my wish to arise as a star shining!!
