The Garden

I never spared a glance at

The radiant shoe flowers

Red and golden,

Overhanging the rugged wall

Of my grandmother's courtyard,

That blossomed 

In innocent profusion.

Or the sparrows

Arriving in swarms,

When the monsoon

Finally bid farewell.

Now spraying precious water

On the potted plants

In my balcony,

I wonder at the way

The heart is thrilled

When a tulip bud opens

Or the breeze plays

Hide and seek

With the fallen rose petals

Or when a hummingbird

Arrives from nowhere

To partake of the nectar

Of my solitude ..