The Tamarind's Call
In the quiet luminous morning
I heard the tamarind call
Touching the rough bark so ageing
Felt its heart rise and fall
A drop of dew sizzled on the leaf
Majestically rising in the sunlight
Tasting the silence so brief
Shining like little emeralds bright
Beneath the coolest shadows sleep
Even the ants silence keep
Peeping from his bark hollow
The mongoose in a line follow
The liquid colourful light
That the tamarind passed to me
Filled my heart with delight
As it flew to eternity
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2012
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