Kuru
Ca va
Say where
Wish I were
Say when
-the shores
of time
Galactic
‘neath
Orion
Scrambling
myths 'n' nebulae,
stars
Que cera
cera
Betelgeuse,
Isis, Noah’s ark
A
house-full tub
A-grounded
sub
We all are
the nuclear
power
Tinsel,
standstill
Stardust
churns
‘neath
oceans, skylines,
pink sunset
burns
At being
museumized,
they’d all
have turns
beneath
Orion.
The
periscope’s upward crane
Plumbs the
universe
from its
earthly plane
The seeds
of all creation
find their
berths
Humankind
oughtn’t leave their hearths
Align these
skies
in your
planet’s den
Enter a
restful slumber
even before
you can count to ten.
By V. Shruti Devi
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