A Prayer Lost in Transit

 
Do you remember the wise man
Of our kite-flying, butterfly-chasing childhood,
The one with the unkempt beard and matted hair
 
Who early every morning waddled to the beach
To praise and worship his rising sun
On one leg, two legs, sometimes four
 
Depending on the intensity of his latest
Hangover? The older girls, in your teens,
Giggled into their moist palms, whispering about
 
The legend of the fool in tattered robes
Sleeping in the forest hermitage
Hinting at forbidden fruit
 
You were not ripe enough to see – –
I recollect that his smile was like sunlight
Illuminating a beam of dust
 
And that his mumbled words, struggling to escape
The bondage of sentences, sounded like
A prayer lost in transit.
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About VijayNair

I retired as Associate Professor, Department of English, Government Victoria College Palakkad, Kerala. I taught English Language and Literature in various colleges for 31 years. My Ph.D. thesis was on the plays of Wole Soyinka. My collections of verse include "The City and the Hermitage" (1988), "Doors Swing Open" (2008), "Eyes" (2010) and "Whispers of Light in Darkness" (2013). My poems have also appeared in the International Anthologies "I am a Poet" (2013), "With Love" (2013), "Synthesis" (2014) "Poetic Symphonies" (2015) and "Heavenly Hymns" (2015).

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