Union by Sneha Subramanian Kanta
Union * for H. In your light, I dance to the faint glory of dawn, as it beats inside me. A momentary tide draws nearer to my feet soles, I breathe your fresh breath in sprinkles of the salty sea. This temporal body of clay extinguishes each evening at the close of dusk. You are the veils, a solitude in which I fold life away, while secrets slowly unravel as firm roots spread over hills. You lift me as the miracle that settles between stars and the semantic of their fragments. In the string of voices that ebb relentless, I sing to your color, it illuminates a deeper chord through sea-shells. The whole universe is blue again, as daybreak brings birds back to chirp a new paean. Brief Biography: Sneha Subramanian Kanta strikes a chord with vast spaces, water-bodies, wildflowers, the musky warmth of spring, among several else. You can write to her on s.sneha01@yahoo.in