On rising to 2013

With a morning breaking ,
silence of the night
soft glow of a day
it’s affable touch awakening ,
to the crooning of some thankful pigeons
a morsel of rice given
atop one terrace
largess by a kind enough lady,
as if a hope labyrinth strewn
she still nurturing –
that this may absolve her !
so simple yet naive ,
to behold a sight
a morning breaking , silence of the night…

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