Spring 's Secret

There were times, in our place,

A bride would come to the dais

Glimmering in gold, coy,

Depart with her chosen boy,

Blessings all around;

The moon reigned above bowers at night,

The koel sang from its happy abode.

The times have changed

And there's no bride;

The girl checks her purse,

Orders online a pizza ,a sandwich

Looks who's now green in tab 

Fixes man, fixes date

Goes missing as in nuptial flight;back,

She has the spring's knowledge, known

Only to trees old and new.

Empress of destiny,she happily 

Looks into  womb for progeny,

Moves on...amid identical ones,

The chain catching delicately up.