The Anchored Heart

In that hours of light when the ocean adorned us with the kiss of the waves, affection for its beauty reformed to a worshiping deity. Oh my sailor,you've anchored my heart making me a perfect fit queen of your paradise. My mind heeded a love song playing on a harp dreaming of the day walking down the aisle with bouquets of orchids,pulling down the veil. Oh my sailor,it's more than a year that ocean waves hitting your ship cradle you to sleep a sleep for an hour sketching blood lines in your eyes makes me sigh. Oh my sailor,sail back home break your groove,rest sleepy head on bosom get tuned into the lullaby from my heart walk-in to the land full of love far away from the seagull squawk where the cuckoos sings at the sky's first blush no more frozen sausage you see nor the ship that roars black headed gull emptied your tin of nuts which we bought from a valley hut. Oh my sailor,sail back home you're brave as knight and strong as storm but you are the one my sight do seek no matter you glide through the ocean or let the sea breeze to whoosh sail back away from the wrath of kyaar and wrap me safe within your arms Oh my sailor,sail back home. Written By Rekha Antony To the Sailor Ajesh Joshi