Replenished

Feed me, where islets of fecund earth,

rise from the sea like green straw mushrooms

grilled by the orange sun,

and seasoned by wild waves, saline.

Quench me, with pure mineral water,

the glistening mirror of the eternal thirst

to be one with my wandering soul,

entangled in flighty memories.

Purify me, bathe away guilty imprints

remnants of a futile past ,

to dissolve in the white sands of time

and cleanse my future journeys.

Natural mother, you for eons of years

have only nurtured, rocked

and put me to blissful sleep

only to renew and rejuvenate

and seek you forever.

Rajashree Anand

(- ( after a trip to Langkawi))