Every pore of your body breathes of violets and lilies,
Roses bloom when I smile at you.
What need have I of spring
When you are there by my side?

You brush the kaash from my hair,
I lie down on the grass.
You burn me, my palms cool,
What need have I of monsoon
When you are there by my side?

Why do they bow down before nameless stone
When in the play of sun among the mango leaves
In the tree I planted in my grandma’s yard
And on this waving grass and the billowing clouds
In this waiting, and the joy of seeing you again
You are always by my side.
I once was lost, but you found me out.

April 29, 2008.

~~Scio Amo