Poetry

ANOTHER DAY IS BORN

~ by BABY KATTACKAL

Kerala, India

 

“RISE BROTHERS SOON!” 

 THE MOON TELLS THE STARS 

IT’S TIME FOR US TO EMBELLISH THE SKY 

BEFORE THE KING’S GLORIOUS ARRIVAL. 

 

 

THE KING NOW HAS GONE WEST, 

TO HAVE HIS REGULAR DIP, 

IN THE WESTERN WATERS, 

TO CLEAN OFF THE DIRT, 

 

 

OF THE DAYS PERSPIRING HARD WORK. 

THE LUSTRE OF THE DAY-LIGHT DIMINISHED, 

ITS POWER TO LIGHT THE EARTH HAS DWINDLED, 

THE EARTH IS DRIFTING AWAY, 

 

 

 FROM THE TWILIGHT, TO BE UNDER 

THE PERVASIVE BLANKET OF DARKNESS, 

LIKE THE DYING LIGHT OF A CANDLE, SOON TO BURN OUT,   

MERGING INTO THE DARKNESS FINALLY. 

 

 

NOW EVERYTHING LOOKS GLUM, MELANCHOLIC,

UNDER THE BLANCHED BRILLIANCE OF THE MOON 

AND THE HARD BRILLIANCE OF THE STARS, 

CANDLES THEY ARE, LIT AROUND THE COFFIN OF THE DAY, 

 

 

FLICKERING, GLIMMERING, TWINKLING,

BRIGHT TO FAINT TO BRIGHT 

 AND SOMETIMES GASPING, 

THEN, ALMOST DIES OUT ALARMINGLY.

 

 

BUT IN A TWINKLING,  

HABITUALLY RESUSCITATES ITSELF, 

INTO LIFE SOON, IN A SUDDEN, SURGING,  

STRAGGLING GLOW. 

 

 

BUT LEARNING FROM NATURE, 

IT’S NOT THE END OF ALL 

BUT AN UNFAILING, NATURAL, 

ROUTINE END OF A DAY, 

 

 

THEN AS IF THE RESURRECTION, 

 FROM THE ASHES, 

OF YESTERDAY, 

TODAY IS BORN, PHOENIX- LIKE. 

 

 

AND SO THE SITUATION IGNITES 

NEVER FRUSTRATIONS, 

IN OUR MINDS, 

BUT UNFLINCHING OPTIMISM. 

 

 

HOPES, OF A RE-BIRTH, LUSTROUS, 

REFRESHED, REJUVENATED,

IN GOOD FORM AND SHAPE. 

THAT MAKES US STAY TUNED FOR THE SPRIGHTLY EVENT… 

 

 

AND THE AUSPICIOUS MOMENT 

OF GLORY, TEARING FAST,

TOWARDS US, TO BE OURS, 

TO MAKE US JOYOUS AND EXUBERANT,

  

 

AT THE OPPORTUNE MOMENT OF SPLENDOR, 

WHEN THE KING’S HALO BRIGHT 

 IS SOON TO EMBRACE 

THE BASHFUL QUEEN-THE DAWN-AMOROUSLY.

 

 

THE VERY THOUGHT OF WHICH MAKES 

HER SHY, TOO, 

SHE BLUSHES PINK, SO PERVASIVE,

TO COLOUR THE EASTERN HORIZON PINK TOO. 

 

 

NOW LET’S NOT WASTE TIME, 

BUT DO OUR DUTY, QUICK, IN RIGHT EARNEST,

 FOR A LOT OF WORKS ARE TO BE DONE, 

BEFORE THAT SCINTILLATING MOMENT’S ARRIVAL. 

 

 

THE WHITE, FLUFFY, CUMULUS, CLOUDS, HOVERING

COTTON LIKE, HAVE STARTED, 

TO WIPE CLEAN THE OVER-HEAD CANOPY, THE SKY, 

TO WIPE AWAY THE ANTAGONIST, THE DARK CLOUDS, 

 

 

ITS WILY SHREDS IF ANY, PROWLING AROUND SNEAKILY, 

VENGEFULLY, TO SUDDENLY CLUSTER OVER, 

 THE HEAVENLY SCENE, BLOCKING THE VISIBILITY,

MARRING THE MARVEL OF THE MARVELLOUS OCCASION. 

 

 

LET THE TREES RUSTLE MUSICALLY, 

LET THE WINDS BLOW,

MELLIFLUOUSLY ITS TUNES, 

LET THE AROMATIC WINDS FROM, 

 

 

THE DISTANT VALLEYS OF FLOWERS, 

WAFT AROUND, 

SPREADING ITS FRAGRANCE, 

FOR THE SITUATION TO BE BALMY. 

 

 

 

LET THE SPLENDOROUS HILLS LEND A HELPING HAND 

STANDING SENTINELS TO THE OCCASION, 

TO ADD GLOW TO THE FESTIVITIES 

TO MAKE THE MOMENTS EXQUISITE. 

 

 

LET THE CHIRPING, HIGH SOARING BIRDS, 

 FLUTTER IN THE SKY, 

LIKE DRONES HOVERING  

AT A WEDDING RECEPTION ON EARTH. 

 

 

WATCHING THE GLAMOROUS OCCASION 

LET THE SHOOTING METEORS 

DO THE INDISPENSABLE FIREWORKS, 

TO ORNATE THE SOLEMN OCCASION. 

 

 

LET THE REFLECTIONS IN THE WATERS, 

OF THE HEAVENLY FESTIVITIES, 

PROVIDE THE EARTH, ITS INHABITANTS

 WITH MARVELLOUS HEAVENLY VISUALS. 

 

 

AND BEHOLD! EVERYTHING IS WELL ARRANGED, 

IN RIGHT EARNEST, 

FOR THE SPLENDID OCCASION…. 

TO TAKE PLACE, SOON, IN FULL GLAMOUR. 

 

 

AND LO! A STREAK OF PINK, PERVASIVE, SUDDENLY,

BURST IN THE EASTERN HORIZON, 

FORETELLING THE ARRIVAL OF THE BRIDE BLUSHED PINK, IMMINENT, 

AND A  HALLOW DAZZLING, BRIGHT, BEHIND, CLOSE ON THE HEELS. 

 

 

AH!! IT HAPPENED WITH ARRESTING SUDDENNESS 

NOT A MOMENT TOO SOON, THE MOMENTOUS EVENT 

THE GLORIOUS MOMENT OF HEAVENLY MERGING 

OF THE DAWN INTO DAY-LIGHT , AND ANOTHER  DAY IS BORN!.

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