I Will

Where do we go dear
When the last breath is drawn?
Tell me please
I am in tears,
Fearful of this
last rosy dawn.

Infinity awakes
Infinitesimally,
The world
Stirs under calm
Blue and white souffle
Of chilly breeze,
What bland chilling silence
In this serene ease

The haunting evil question is
Where will I go dear
When this last breath is drawn?

The sun leans
In, honeyed sheets of rays,
Inclining golden planes of
warmth, leaks into old
Raddled skin and bones.

The busy cars creep upon
the endless turnpike,
So many anthill
Destinations,
The games and gambles
of unweary  life.

How purple petals of
Passion lotuses
close in
Sacred at even time
oh the wonder
of cool shades
Images
Indigo evening sky.

Bliss wondrous consumes me
Yet my heart stirs within me
Anxious as a fawn,
The eternal question
Ever is...
Will I be around you still
Dear, when my last breath
Is gone?

Yes my heart,
Forever,
I will leave this lovely place
This golden glade of family
And old familiar face.

My photo will hang
In some quiet corner wall
then, you will recall
And recall,
Splendid memories
In hushed parade
Walking gaunt and tall,
Quiet and silent,
Ceaseless sweet,
Your silver tears shall fall.

Perhaps I will be born again
never to meet you
On earthly plane
I will have forsaken
This golden hold
of each treasured memory.

But  I promise you
from within the temple
Of my solemn  eternity
I carry with me
A treasure chest
All the love
the very best
That was allowed
On me bestowed
With it intact,
I will be born again,
The fulfilled
Fruit and root
Of all the love
My life could hold.

I may not carry your
Words,
our embrace
I will forget forever
Your face, your precious gaze,
But beloved
I will not be denied
The grace of
Our heavenly race,
Only our
Love in abundance
Will seed my future days.

I will, my love
Carry our love
Always.
The forgotten flesh finally
Laid to rest.

(c) Amrita Valan 2016

Humbled and inspired by Amrita Pritam.