to a Tamil soul 12.12.2023

Skies and stars collide
Into thy eyes, surprised
My poems in thy hands
Miniature words, reflected
Both flutter to the sound of chimes.

My dear friend,
Thou see my poems
As galaxies of sparks
Moons for rolling waves in dark
High leaps, not child's walk, nor mere talks,
My poems are in thy eyes, spoken in thy mind,
Like my heart on that night, my poems flourished by thy soul.