A Look -372 Poem by Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

A LOOK-372

When the ocean touches the shore,
The tides pull me deep inside.
It whispers, Man, don't go by my size—
My length, my breadth, my silent tide.
Just look at me,
Look in my eyes,
They are eagerly waiting for you
Through years gone by.

Look into those eyes—
You'll only find yourself.
Though I'm the ocean,
You are that breeze,
That pleasant moonbeam
Which makes me smile,
Which makes me rise.

Somewhere between the waves and sky,
I've kept your footprints—never let them dry.
I've heard your silence more than your words,
Felt your ache in every shorebird.

And to the ocean,
I say with a pause:
My love,
I've been lost in you long ago.
How could I ever fathom you—
Your depth and breadth, your grace and grandeur?

But I'm at peace—you welcomed me,
Made me part of you.
The ocean kissed the smallest stone
And made him feel
He wasn't alone.
My love, what more
Your poor lover can ask for?

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty/©
India
31.7.2025
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