Dawn By Seashore Of Puducherry

O! Gorgeous dawn

Shining above horizon 

To you thousands of Oceanids rise

To pay homage before sunrise.

Small fishing boats 

Float on murky waves

Like sleepy mermaids

Stirring at the call of dawn.

The unbleached silence of opaque 

morning is broken by a motorboat.

Like a fiend it harasses the tiny boats

Before vanishing further in rising mist.

Radiant rays of orange sun

Tear darkness away from earth.

Life abounds with colors opulent.

Early risers take the morning walk.

Yogis on beach do Surya-Namaskaram 

To offer their obeisance to rising sun.

Close to Sri Aurobindo’s Ashram,

This small beach offers a sanguine experience 

To seekers of higher consciousness

By tether of spirituality.

Simply a curious onlooker

I can’t claim any of it in my short stay!

But a solitary look at mesmerizing dawn 

And the rising sun reveals possibility

Of a cheerful day.

Savita Tyagi

The Gray Of Winter

All eyes waiting for spring

But winter is in no hurry to leave.

The gray cement is filled with icy granules.

Air filled with icy crystals stings and bites

Walkers like blowing sand.

Grass blades draped in frozen ice 

Brittle like sprayed hair of a woman.

Tiny weed flowers die unappreciated.

Mighty sun is lost in the vast gray sky.

Behind winter’s gray veil the earth

Is barren of vibrant colors.

Monotonous is winter’s gray.

A dismal blankness towers

Upon all parts of the day.

A red bird sits on the gray fence,

Surveys in silence the gray shingles

And trees devoid of life and leaves.

A gray squirrel holds her tail 

Against a gray stem in a momentary 

Slumber of melancholic silence.

The gray earth littered with

Gray pine cones and dry needles

Hides in her bosom melic colors of spring.

All this gray eminence wields

An unusual power upon my weary

Old will and pensive thoughts.

Savita Tyagi

3.1. 2019