I was unaware of the language
that this existence is finesse at,
A language, sans words,
listened and discerned only by heart,
Why was I oblivious of it, while
entire life-system has this rhetoric art;
When sun appears as a guest in the morning
Its meet inculcates a new joy in every being,
Its rays revitalize everything they touch
a morning ablution whole universe does,
clamoring and chirping of birds is how it’s welcomed,
Dews becoming pearls is how they get enlightened,
The guest and the host both are at cloud nine
An alien esoteric communication, now I recognize;
Clouds at the horizon are real philanderers
whisper their beloved earth
Make plan of the rain, and stay or
Entertain with its VIBGYOR intertwined,
Or just scud across the blues,
Now I can read these all naughty clues,
Refulgent moon looks exquisitely romantic
Titivates the night with its lovely cool-light
Titillates the nocturnal life with highest delight,
Its sneaking in the sky
Clandestine work-style
Could be captured by only a paramour’s eyes;
Love is the only universal language,
I want to learn it
With finesse
And get attuned with my own forgotten family, this world,
Celebrate its culture in its own ways
And get rid of this stultifying oblivion forever.
