Waiting for ....
The rain that is far in time yet.
It's not rain you hear; it's just the crow tampering with
the window pane. Leave the newspaper aside;
whispering the news
of the arrival of something
you were never waiting for.
Leave the book aside;
It's not
the epitome of life
which we never lived.
Do not water that plant in the window;
it's not the seed sewn
in the hope of seeing a blooming tree.
And yet
why not go on dreaming so?
One day the dreams might all come true.
Feb 25, 2024
Sushama Karnik.
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