Diamond droplets descend from the delirious dome

That revels in pompous pageantry,

Celestial drums beat in joy

The music of ecstasy,

And a lightning bolt flashes out in a streak,

Quickly, like a mischevious wink.


Below, her eager soul receives

The long-awaited gift

In silence, like a shy nymph. 

A fragrance emanates from her wet skin

That wafts with the wind,

Expressing to her mate 

A humble feeling of gratitude.


© Vidya Venkat (2006)

Published by Writer’s Workshop, Kolkata

Published by Vidya Venkat

Ph.D. candidate in Anthropology at SOAS, London. Formerly, journalist at The Hindu, Chennai.

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