Birthday Gift

by Prof. Jaydeep Sarangi

The log, I interacted with
Floating on white dense surface
Recalls day’s daily clock
Where mornings lead us to daylight.

You walk across the turf
In carefree speed without looking back
Where months are frozen in cold winter days.

Your stick becomes old!
You roar as the bard in speech acts
In a cultural consort.

The lamp in a distant corner
Enlightens me
With a spotlight on a colourful stage
Where men and women play their parts
And each small thing has a life.

You struggle to hold the handle tight
Please see, you get a good walker
To roll on for some days ....

(on my colleague, Dr. S. Dutta’s birthday....2^nd May)

29-Apr-2013

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