Glow Worm

Standing by her window sill She feels the misty dusk that pass- Over the fading veil of shadows She sees the rolling waves of sea. The sea was always laughing in ripples And conveying lots of soothing words- The words of cryptic emotions hidden- Those arouse the mind from morbid state. Enthusing were the words she heard Enticing her to a blissful plight- Out she stretched like a creeper plant To reach and embrace seeking sea. The joyful surf welcomed her- To a roller coaster ride across She bid farewell to open window And rushed to mighty sea with glee. Reaching the shore, she retro-gazed Towards the lights that glowed in haze. Sliding through the crest of waves She muttered: ’Oh, glow worms only!’