Having Been Happy. Poem by Durlabh Singh

Having been happy in touching metallic skies
Or fingering the moon for its dusty overlay
Having been happy in moving orbs and the shores
Or spreading the sunshine to the burrowed moles.

Watching a lonely planet amid reluctant universe
Communications with eyelids in retinues of mankind
Having been happy in sweeping the volcanic dust
From a cold planet cast under the Brahma’s curse.

Having been happy in holding that repose
Which contained hidden geometry of the universe
Having been happy in consoling the suppressed cries
Of the shoring waves under the moonlit skies.