Like fireflies in summer's eve.
Here I sit; On this wet wood dock
And swim in a thoughtful sea.
The rise and ebb of dancing light
Dazing the calmed water-
A search of line, of shimmery horizon
Igniting my imbecile wonder.
Rendition of ripples, created with splash-
So thoughtless; in the vast ocean.
Shores kissed by the waves, in canopy of rays,
Laugh at my trembling reflection
I stare and gaze, the ink tint sky
To bridge things with some clouds,
I let me dive, in water so deep
To shed out all my doubts.
-VAISAKHI MISHRA
