I celebrate
not by driving in supersonic speed
on a six-lane track to leave behind
moments, like trees, we shall never again find
I shall instead trek a hill with her
to chase a mountain butterfly,
watch a monkey swinging on a bower
or a parrot pricking a ripe fruit on the tree
I shall celebrate a monsoon shower
wiping the water off her face,
when she looks up with hair down
and eyes closed for a loving caress
Walking on the morning dews in autumn
I shall celebrate in getting into her shawl,
and with care stamping her delicate feet
to end up in a romantic momentary brawl
I celebrate watching a couple of pigeons
basking fearless just a foot away from me,
they leave a message in this busy world
what kindness, care and love could be!
Moments of love, moments of care
fill our lives with great joy,
Minutes of sunshine, a passing cloud
and afternoon drizzles can make a lovely day...
