The cool air streams from my open window,
Tickling my toes...
The warm blanket pulls away slowly,
Unwrapping my dreams...
And before I can catch them,
the dreams disappear into the glowing light, that rises from the east.
The colours intertwine, white and brown,
the boil coming upto the brim
and then settling down.
The smell of fresh ginger fills the air,
cleanses & rinses everything around.
Breathe, Breathe deep, I hear a whisper.
I do, feel light and let the heaviness all out.
A soft kiss and warm hug,
then rustling of the newspaper.
Conversations, a bit of tease, some play
And laughter accompanying
the tinkling tea cups.
And You.
You.
Then like sand slipping from my hands
the clock ticks,
The day awaits you it reminds.
And though I wish to remain,
I get up with a smile on my face
and my heart beating with gratitude.
Thank you for this sunshine and another great day!
©Aditi Kaushiva
Linking to Poets United Midweek Motif-Gratitude
And also to the first Gratitude Circle, that has been launched today by dear Corinne and Vidya.
Tickling my toes...
The warm blanket pulls away slowly,
Unwrapping my dreams...
And before I can catch them,
the dreams disappear into the glowing light, that rises from the east.
the boil coming upto the brim
and then settling down.
The smell of fresh ginger fills the air,
cleanses & rinses everything around.
Breathe, Breathe deep, I hear a whisper.
I do, feel light and let the heaviness all out.
then rustling of the newspaper.
Conversations, a bit of tease, some play
And laughter accompanying
the tinkling tea cups.
And You.
You.
the clock ticks,
The day awaits you it reminds.
And though I wish to remain,
I get up with a smile on my face
and my heart beating with gratitude.
©Aditi Kaushiva
Linking to Poets United Midweek Motif-Gratitude
And also to the first Gratitude Circle, that has been launched today by dear Corinne and Vidya.