On Flight Poem by Saroj Padhi

The butterfly just off its cocoon
is on a joyous ride into the blue spaces of happiness
after a bout of pre-natal turmoil
inside a dark womb,
when an earnest Sun comes out
to kiss her newly freckled wings
born inside the bosom of dense fog
as we look on
silently like cyclone-ravaged bare trees
at the magic of transformation
in the wide open eyes of a charmed time!

Landing on the island of wonders
you pick corals of joy on the white sands
when like snails we raise our heads from under slime,
roam like invertebrates on the barren lands
with packs of dreams in heads burning under hot clime;

we too wait to take wings on the brink of dead rivers
when dreamy dragon-flies swirl around
for a healing touch from Monsoon showers!