Photo Feature

MOMENTS
What terrific courage pulled you
towards light, confidence, and
the unbroken solemnity of peacock feather;
what undefined passion of rosebuds
found a sure nest in your eyes
in moonlit midnight:
you became shy, then soft
like untimely fog,
then simply beautiful for a moment;
a moment washed away
all marks of fatigue,
all codes of taboos,
all sighs of being a timid,
failing citizen,
and relieved you of all
grief, bruise and tears.

Sleep now in a smile;
all ends with the sweet silence
of the sea; you don’t
need to see what vision
the last child on earth
imprints on the last leaf
of time.