Union by Sneha Subramanian Kanta

Union

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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