Its New Spring and Heavy Downpour
O good servant!
Bring the white mare, grazing in the pasture,
And saddle her;
Or take out the Ranger car, in the backyard
Is the thatched garage.
It’ new spring, and heavy downpour,
Call her to company me,
Order a tent with tables and toys, bedding and lighting,
And a countryside cook.
I am in great mood,
I have to picnic, there,
In the country, by the bank of the brook,
I was teaching, some years back, the lovely poor children,
And loved it, and always had a feeling of joy.
Invite the poor country men
And serve them tea, and some fast food.
Then in the thunders and rain
I will dance and romance with her.
And then, watching the muddy water rolling the rocks and willows’ trunks
And bodies of animals dead,
I have to in lonely meditate,
Before a cheerless return.
Copyright © Fayaz Bhat | Year Posted 2014
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