Canopy

Hungrily suckling one moment 

Sleeping off the next 

Is there a better place on earth?

Than, the Canopy of Mother's Bosom

A baby smiles and coo's 

Having a tete a tete

With a rotating toy 

Wide eyed in a canopy of a cradle

Expansive grasslands 

Shimmering sun flowing

Picnics, merrily under

Fluffy canopy of white clouds

Hiking the higher Himalayas

Lost amongst the sunny woods

Sweat strewn spirit too, then 

Cool breezy canopy of pines welcome 

To love and hold them forever

Tie a knot 

Drapes and canopies of bouquets 

Behold and bear witness 

Dusty busy road 

Sweltering in the sun's heat

An old homeless unaware rests

Shady canopy of trees in the alley

What is that I like of canopy?

The shade and nip of air 

The tender gentle protection 

or the sheer unexpected beauty?

When grief hit the door

Snuggling into darkness 

Love lost in the abyss

Canopy of memories trickled 

Invisible to naked eye

Spreading frisson of delight

How and when mysteriously 

Canopy of Divine light arrives

Oh, Wordly profane one

Have you not felt this anytime

Tenderness of a canopy?

Bosom so giving 

People too are canopies

A piece of Divine one

Me and you