Time And The Fruit Poem by Lovita Morang

sweetest ever than any fruit is the
fruits of time
the time and the fruits

time all ripen
time you gifted me
the time and the fruits

time to move
then
move in time-anytime
all so fruitful…

wheels of time roll by
for the time, being you urged me to pause
and I
everything was melting
like the water from icicles
like the steam from streams
like the mist from mountains
and
memories from mind

every moments seeping into another moment
waiting-waits melting and flowing


waiting like the gentle flowing river Brahmaputra
waiting - again and again for the season
waiting to melt
underneath
beneath breathe

when the season will breathe out
the fragrance of jackfruits shall awaken me

and i shall run thence to that direction
with a laugh so full so maddening...

i am happy i am mad
i am mad because of you
you are so beautiful-to remember
everything by all inside
cosmic
like the coco-the nut-and the water

yesterday a friend made some laddus out of coconut
and each day i have been chewing betel nut with coconut

my thirst for purity made me move
i sucked dry the coconut and the water
pious i felt-what a feeling

like the fog that all fell frozen
when you whispered to the wind
everything magically appeared from disappear
time and the fruit
to show the fruit-for the juice was inside you said

and…
slowly …
like the lights from the cleavage of Sohra Nohkalikai Waterfalls

fell on to the bosom of the earth

reflection of pure light-
there and then
the pure light fell on me...