And Another Journey Poem by Bipin Patsani

Spring of beauty and grace,
O come Beatrice and be my guide.
I'll make another journey,
Write another Commedia.
Human as I am with my limitations,
Should I pretend to be a god?

No, my Love, human as I am,
I have enough of fault on earth.
Can you not be my wonder drug
To kill the evil in me?
I'll be the best, I promise,
I will be the best I can.

Sometimes I imagine
You could be Mary, giving me rebirth
From the sacred womb of your love.
Sometimes I confuse to define
The holy conjunction
That joins us here and above.

It seems we were married
Some time before we were born,
My mother, my sister, my wife!
Wherever I look, I see us together,
Caring for each other and sharing
The joy of living in spite of strains and strife.