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This is for dadi (1935-2021). 


Sometimes I can't reach you

Like sun rays filtered by layers of small rivulets, unable to touch the bed

I am unable to reach you

Beside your bed I find my eyes marveling at the beauty of time, how it sinks and rises like ravines on your skin

Reddening your flesh from within

Inhaling life and exhaling your living

Inside your eyes however, grey circles circumfere the brown of your youth

It reminds me you were sweet and small once

Surely a little tinier, mind full of thoughts and words like whispers

You whisper now, with great effort


Experiences have shown you humankind 

You tried to show me, only 

kind humans

You were kind

I see in myself what you tried to show me all this while

A soul of my own finding it's way

Your own soul seems to be achieving it's purpose

I believe in God only in times like such

When I think and I think without saying much

Tell me stories, make them never end

I don't like endings

I don't like them

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