Virtuous White Veil

The dawn breaks out 

To reveal the lonely widow

Veiled in white.

A cuckoo sings a plaintive song

Of unrequitted love

The rising Sun tries to steal a kiss

And the soft breeze tugs at the veil,

Startling the widow out of a stupor.

Questions of guilt and transgression

Are washed away by the fragrances of the fresh dew drops.

The widow hums a lost song

"Chha rahi kaali ghaṭa jiya mora lahraaye hai
Sun ri koyal baanwari tu
kyun malhaar gaaye hai"

The monsoon clouds gather

And the sun hides

As a little drop of tear 

Turns the parched earth moist

With memories.

-SG