The Anchored Heart
In that hours of light when the ocean
adorned us with the kiss of the waves,
affection for its beauty
reformed to a worshiping deity.
Oh my sailor,you've anchored my heart
making me a perfect fit queen of your paradise.
My mind heeded a love song playing on a harp
dreaming of the day walking down the aisle
with bouquets of orchids,pulling down the veil.
Oh my sailor,it's more than a year
that ocean waves hitting your ship
cradle you to sleep
a sleep for an hour sketching blood lines
in your eyes makes me sigh.
Oh my sailor,sail back home
break your groove,rest sleepy head on bosom
get tuned into the lullaby from my heart
walk-in to the land full of love
far away from the seagull squawk
where the cuckoos sings at the sky's first blush
no more frozen sausage you see
nor the ship that roars
black headed gull emptied your tin of nuts
which we bought from a valley hut.
Oh my sailor,sail back home
you're brave as knight and strong as storm
but you are the one my sight do seek
no matter you glide through the ocean
or let the sea breeze to whoosh
sail back away from the wrath of kyaar
and wrap me safe within your arms
Oh my sailor,sail back home.
Written By
Rekha Antony
To the Sailor Ajesh Joshi
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