Where God Sleeps
Yellow sand bequeathed
by shadow of river,
washing its morning face with
moments of Advent water.
Grizzly air sucking up
freedom of river’s face.
Lying dead
an age-old peepul tree
fulfilled its lifelong wish
to die on the river’s lap.
Quick silvery fish exhibits random
painting of sunrays on its sheeny existence.
Nightlong
river composed serenade,
when shall thou village children
jump on her lap.
Silence witnessed only,
every moment of nightlong love
moonlight played
with vastness of riverbed.
Dancing with ecstatic wave
in a Sapphic’s morning,
alone shadow of a palm tree
shows the face of GOD.
A poem by goutam hazra
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