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The longest day
Draped in black monsoon sari
Weeps a river
I smile
At her kohl smudged eye
As my fevered skin breathes blessings
The twittering, chirping little fairies
Touch each other’s wings
Bathing in the little pools
Appearing on the pathways
My heart sprouts
Blue glossy peacock feathers
And dances with thunderclap songs
On this longest day of the year
Let the days shed their light
Let the dark hours be gleeful
Let time’s hand pluck
The weary leaf one by one
And cover the ground
Nothing can take away today’s joy
When the monsoon taps her dancing feet
And the sun stands still
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Entering Summer or Winter @ PoetsUnited
