The Garden Poem by Bipin Patsani

On the river beside the sanctuary
Stands the garden opening up into the air
Like a beautiful red rose
With all its pretty petals
And sweet virgin lips of buds
Whispering to the breeze
The warm silent eloquence of smiles,
Fond and feminine.

The eerie sighs of the wind across
Seem to be dying out in the sanctifying
Electric embrace of Kadamba leaves
Which turn them into a sweet symphony
More lively and humane.
And in the heart of the garden
Apples hang on centuries, the bite on the apple
No longer bitter and forbidden
But mature and deliciously nourishing
Exposed to the chemistry of age and experience
And contraceptive anti-venom serum.

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