a greeting to Zoya, for Diwali



Sorry I can't join you.
We are stuck here in the darkness,
the notorious depressivity of Scandinavia,
where now begins the dreariest season of the year
around the Hallowe'en, when most of the year's suicides occur,
and many people die for nothing,
maybe just from darkness and depression.
In the darkest days we have but seven hours' daylight,
and the rest is darkness at its densest, thickest and most daunting.
But in India the summer will continue
still for yet another month,
and I will join you there,
as prices fall after Diwali
to enjoy the freshness and the joys of India in the fall
when people there are at their very nicest
and the harassment of tourists vanish
with the dollar tourists, while the pilgrims and the lovers
faithfully remain, who know and love their India.
I can't promise to find you in Aligarh,
but at least I will give you some greetings
from my lovely mountains Nanda Devi, Anna Purna
and of course the loveliest in the world -
the Kanjenjunga.





Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-10-21 at 19:56

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Zoya Zaidi
My dear Lianci,
What a lovely way to greet,
A friend from over the seas;
The fact that we have light,
In my part of the earth,
It can dispel the darkness
Of your dreary nights,
When he sun remains mostly
On the other side of the Earth.
But the warmth of your feeling,
For me and other fallow beings,
Will keep the life flowing,
Will keep the blood warm and red.
The spring will come soon,
The winter will pass, don't you fret.
Come to me in India, and will
Show you the Taj Mahal.

(((Hugs for the thoughtfulness)))
You are a true friend Chistian!
Love,
Zoya
2006-10-21