Thursday, June 9, 2011

Prelude

A tribute to planet Earth;
 a few years from now on we will cross the red line of crisis for economy/growth/climate/natural resource/population all at once. It is of no use to press the panic button but it is high time to be aware of the global disruption we are heading towards, so that at every individual as well as global level we plan a slow but steady sustainable model.
posted for ONE STOP POETRY http://onestoppoetry.com/
and for POETS UNITED http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2011/06/poetry-pantry-is-now-open-53.html

I wish to die watching you dance
from corner to corner,
whirling across latitudes and longitudes,
twisting and twirling through history
in a pirouette with Time.
I think, I wish to die watching you dance.

Your limbs curving against skyline
contours upright,
poised,
toe flexed,
leaning on bygone moments,
shaking off the tattered quilt 
of disruption and destruction,
with lips half parted in hope,
leaping sky-high
and scooping up persistent  future dreams,
balancing and transforming
 soot, ruins and rubbles into strong pedestal.
I know, I wish to die watching you dance.

Dance!
Vaulting and catapulting against the inevitable,
plummeting and then rising,
changing chaos into cadence,
dance, following the crescendo,
of the age old beat of existence,
encouraging, cheering
 the man who forgot to walk
the woman who started limping;
a tango with a yet to be born hope.
 I wish to see you dance as I die.

I will see my children
catching the roasted sunrays on their tongue,
breathing in the beauty of a fresh drizzle
and laughing aloud in mirth.
Watching you dance, I would like to die .


12 comments:

Tulika Verma said...

Oh my! This is one of the best poems I've read in a very long time! Love it Baishali! Awesome work!

Rachit said...

Beautiful lines for a beautiful topic. We must stand together before it gets too late. Nice read :)

Brian Miller said...

very nicely done...we are heading for days that will not be much fun...i do think the world will be here well beyond us...she just might evict us though...

Krislin Neo, Ting (Syracuse Pike) said...

This is lovely poem filled with a firm sense of love. *thumbs up*

Rose said...

I wish to die, watching you dance.
I think, I wish to die watching you dance.
I know, i wish to die watching you dance.
I wish to see you dance as I die.
Watching you dance, I would like to die.
Absolutely brilliant dear lady you are a master or rather mistress of the art of writing!!! I do so admire you :))

Chris G. said...

And a lovely tribute to be sure! I had thought, however that we had already crossed the theoretical "red line" and that even at the levels we're at right now, we were already past the point of continual sustainability. Not that it makes a difference, I suppose...we need solutions, but all the majority seem to do is look the other way. And the remainder are locked in a quibble over it. It's frustrating to no end...

Dasuntoucha said...

Captivating piece of writing.

tolbert said...

Beautifully written Moon!

The dance floor of life is filled with so many different people...will I be able to dance tomorrow? Perhaps, perhaps not...but that I danced today is immeasurably gratifying. Thank you so much for this beautiful reminder.

Claudia said...

what a lovely tribute to our ever dancing planet...beautiful..

Mike Patrick said...

A tribute to both our planet and to dance itself. The passion in the beautifully described movements transported me to the ballet.

Kim Nelson said...

The variation on the wish...dance...die lines is a strong device that links all of the beautiful images and loving tribute made in this piece. A wonderful read.

Andy said...

Beautiful imagery Baishali. I can hear you telling me to dance!