Awakenings

Sorting out
Stuff that warps
The mind
Waking up at dawn
To haunted regrets
A frown a smile
an unwilling pair
Of slippers tucked away
Hiding under the bed
Bedrocks of pain
Strangest of fears.

I face dawn
Brush away the regrets
Untangle cobwebs
Of wishfulness
My life shall not be
Wistful nostalgia
creepers in the
Slow lane.

I love them.
The two flowers
Soft to the touch
petals folded in
Sleepy trust.

Let me take them
Through Wonderland
This whirlwind tour
That life offers
Make a few memories
Museums of worth
Sunny art galleries
In nooks and crevices
Of their minds
And mine.

Oh these are the days
that will stay,
To linger and love them
Golden days
Like vintage wine.

So I seek my smile
and put it on,
Sunnyside up
my children
It is your dawn,
Awaken to
Love and light.

(c) Amrita Valan 2016