Poem by Monika Ajay Kaul
Spring is in the air…!!
The full bloom that had been a shy sprout,
with a deeper blush of pink and red
only days before, had begun to unfurl
telling us, Winter has just end.
The gentle gust which we seldom feel
unless it takes a halt and touch the petals.
The silky texture and the scent with a breeze
tells us, Winter has just passed.
My fingers flutter to open the floret faster,
to see the beauty that was blossoming inside.
But I knew, it wasn’t ready yet, since
Nature has its moment and its own way.
A few more days of nurture and it would bloom,
in the zeal of dawn and spirit of dusk.
The shy bloom will upraise her head,
calling to the butterflies and the bees.