Tiny Window To the World

Tiny Window to the World Marooned in the consuming gloom Cut away from escape or from egress Between me and the Wild World Ly a tiny window Through which I espy the world By an open vista to teeming life Sprawling across rolling mountains And roiling waves of the sea. Between me and the World Is a Small Window That paints and bestows life’s rupture Window that avails treasures of nature A small window never opened Through which diversity of life unfold; Happy people, sad people, mad people.... A tiny window that never let go Abundantly giving a whiff of stirring colour Dancing or twisting in wanton glee! A tiny window that never shuts or darken Yet, forever shut me in its fold, its hold Captivating with a kaleidoscope of races Internalising me to its whim; Not to look in one direction always.... To admire life beyond the gloom To look beyond the tiny window Onto the rhapsody of His Artifice Pouring through the inspiring panorama, To write with verve and gusto To celebrate creation with rupture To reclaim lost dignity with frenzy. A tiny window, so miniscule and so minute, Through which no finger can caress the air To catch a breeze blowing lackadaisical To the dry sea and the frigid Equator! Window that must let go of my lust And quell the conflagration on the loin A tiny window that sees not itself That permanently keeps me in its hold. That which, if you take it away, You abduct me away into the darkness To grope in futility and verdant folly. Tiny window Like a telescope drawing creation nigh Or periscope giving form to tiny pestilent; Life curling, springing and twirling In unique idiosyncrasies of its nature; Man attempting to play flagella’ By mutilations, mutations, castrations Women and botox and lipstick and all.... Window that makes one want to close Yet, at times, it makes you a peeping Tom! This tiny Window, I fancy heard it say: “Don’t close the window or curtain it “For Africa speaks outside....” That Tiny Window is my Eye! 08th Oct’ 2013