A Quarantine Song

Sun woke me up With its merciless rays, Slicing through the cold troposphere And dancing to the fiery exquisiteness, I sat on my revolving chair, Capturing my judgements That recoiled from the walls Of my cage. Till noon I mused Over the unfinished works I had And the amount of time Of which I was a master of, now. But the lazy enchantress in me have taken over And I just sat on my revolving chair. Then the sorceress of guilt came And tortured me to fragments But the angel in me stayed isolated, From my essence, my consciousness, I let on the guilt to torment me more. I ate to my heart’s content, breakfast, lunch and dinner, And ate my burned opinions as well, Former gave me strength and pleasure While latter gave me lucidity. And then I saw the moving star, That turned out to be shining from the reality, Something for a first-time experience, A reason to go out of my confinement, A purpose to inhale the fresh air, watch the night skies, To liberate, feel the cold open air, touch the bare earth, I went out to the unembellished environment With the usual human beings of my quarantined life And gawked at the night sky Waiting until we all smiled in bewilderment As we followed the path of International Space Station in its orbit. March 24th, 2020 K S Lakshmi