A huge python crawls in
dream again
Massive shadowy figure of
long grey serpent,
Moves with tremendous
force in cold obscurity.
From my mythological
memory I recall of Vasuki *
Shiva's faithful
companion,
A garland of grace and
beauty
Wrapped around his blue
neck so gingerly.
Tonight he wasn't there
As an accomplice of ocean
churning
For seekers of
immortality
Tonight he was an
ordained employee of death
In cold blooded merciless
cruelty
Destroying and devouring
all
What was built with love
and care.
Walls and bricks fall all
around
Dust and smoke blind the
vision
Choking me out of my breath
I stood there in darkness
Shaking and trembling
Oh! How I wished to save
just a little nook.
A silent prayer, a
wishful thinking
Echoed in fearful heart
Hope of a tiny dwelling
to be spared
Amid the fallen debris of
rocks and iron
His coils and fangs will
have mercy
For a little room where
the most delicate
The most helpless of all
A little innocent life
lies
Blissfully unaware of
lurking danger.
Just then I break away
from sleep
All apprehension of that
fateful event stops
A sense of relief takes
over
Akin to when an
earthquake shakes every thing
But in a next moment of
afferent sensation
When the earth becomes
still
One feels oneself alive
again.
Fear grips my heart
A wakeful consciousness
Still disoriented,
Entwined with truth and
illusion
Haunted by the vivid
memory
Of a terrifying, wretched
moment,
Struggles to regain and
recompose.
For now all is calm in
dark night
In quiet submission, whatever
was spared
Stirs back to life again
Cobra wraps in his coils
whoever
Or what so ever it wishes
to wring
And leaves the rest
unscathed.
Based loosely upon a dream.
Savita Tyagi
* Vasuki is the name of a snake in ancient Indian literature.
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