Your Man

If you see the flight of geese

in the distant sky.

If the circular moon seems to

be creeping like snails.

If you feel into the diffusive 

light of bridal noon,

that someone whispers in the

way to your heart, vein and cell.

You may be rest assured that

the whisperer is a Man of your

own acquaintance.

He is not only a Poet.

If on a certain day, the song of

a long past raises some questions

into your mind.

If one falling afternoon becomes 

very meaningful.

If a teardrop dithers at one corner

of your eye.

Removing the window curtain

of your bed room, look out

so far as you can,

Try to search out His replica into

the cluster of clouds.

You will find Him there certainly.

Since, he is your Man.

Since, he is not only a Friend.

Since, he is not only a Poet.