Anita Sehgal (Delhi)
A full circle
The parched ground
with wounds as wide as craters,
stared at the relentless, harsh blue.
Leafless, huge trees exposed their skeletons.
Stunted shrubs clustered seeking succor in proximity.
Carcasses strewn all around,
Bodies dragged themselves helplessly.
The sea beat listlessly on the hot sandy shores.
To whom do they plead for mercy?
There was nothing left which could even appeal.
And then …. when all was done
a cluster of dark black ominous clouds
gathered in the distant horizon.
An army to conquer the dead.
None left to rejoice.
Slowly, they marched forward
Lightning flashed, clouds roared.
Beating the drums to mark their arrival.
A first few drops fell on the earth's face.
She licked her lips in disbelief.
The sea suddenly gathered courage to rise and heave.
Unseen life scrambled out of crevices and ran helter skelter.
Lifeless till now the birds chirped faintly.
The branches opened their hearts to receive this manna from heaven.
.... And destruction gave way to creation,
….. completing a full circle.
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