Mother’s Veins


Image for post
Image for post
Day of the Gods, Paul Gauguin, 1894

Mother’s veins make the skies
Moss green stretching beyond

The clocks of magnolia’s blinks
Roots of monk’s Prometheus

Beyond seasons of my nectar bird
In silk lap of moon’s hibiscus

In absence of the rotting wood
Without rains of ash clouds

Plastic letters delivered on time
The sun keeps fading: my news

Without my news, my kneeling
On the empty ground of church

Vaishali Paliwal

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store