Womb of spring dew

a poem by Satheesan Rangorath

On the tip of a blade of grass
Swings a dew drop
Emitting golden misty granules
From the first rays

She was hanging out in the misty dawn
Frozen, shivering in the morning breeze
The entire universe lie pregnant
In the womb of a spring dew

Closing her eyes she dropped the globule
On her eye lids
In the warmth of her dreamy eyelashes
It melted, tickling every cell of her body
Then disappearing in her dream
Enlightening her heart it appears
Again in her vision of compassion
Now she doesn’t see nightmares or dreams
She experiences love everywhere
From a vanishing universe

In the air of ecstasy she dances along
Singing a cosmic tune