I shall await..

Our prompt for the day 8 (optional as always) asks you to peruse the work of one or more of these twitter bots, and use a line or two, or a phrase or even a word that stands out to you, as the seed for your own poem. Need an example? Well, there’s actually quite a respectable lineage of poems that start with a line by another poet, such as this poem by Robert Duncan, or this one by Lisa Robertson.

I have taken my clue from one of the poems from Rabindranath Tagore’s book Gitanjali.

Below, the starting two lines are from his poem :

The sunbeam comes upon this earth of mine 
with arms outstretched and stands at my door the lifelong day..

Of one such morning 
I shall await 
which will bring with it 
the sweetness of the nightingales songs
the chirpiness and the laughter of a new born
the lightness and intoxication of the wine
the whiff of perfume like from chanel nº 5!

Of one such morning
I shall await
which will bring with it
the invigorating cold breeze from the mountains
the fragrance of the night blooming tuberose from my garden
the dew drops on the violet geranium spread 
the warmth of my pashmina on my cold shoulders!

Of one such morning 
I shall await 
which will bring with it
the smell of freshly brewed coffee
the crunch of baked almond cookies
the precious warmth from those tiny fingers 
his long hugs, a blissful feeling of 
a piece of my heart beating outside!

Of one such morning
I shall await
which will bring with it
blessing and news of well being 
from my mom living far away from me
when the hues of the morning mist around 
will touch her feet too and embrace her with all my love! 

Of one such morning 
I shall await
which will bring with it
a fallen shadow a fallen leaf
those last verse of my life journey 
those verses of my learnings and love
a life that enriched me up from dawn to dusk...!

©Preeti S Manaktala