Softness in the core
Like of an oyester,
Fierce waves lashing the shore
Damp sand studded with shells
Solitary girl amidst, salt laden breeze..
Breeze in the hair..sand entrapped spaces
Between soft tiny toes..
Light in her eyes..despite black of the fate..
Joy in her heart..hunger in her stomach
Impeccable..remarkable brightness of her mind..
Enlightening the voyagers of the west..
Fiber cumulating under her nail..of finger,
Known fingers doing wonders..
Creation of God..abandoned by none but us..
Mere humans..complexity fathom deep..
A shelter.. a blessing, some love,divine..
For her..money, a necessity.. Fate a curse..
Ash coloured skirt..crimson shirt..
Charity by..kind heart..or..
Littered minds..white sand beach..
Cyan expanse..Clarity at its best
Her mirror..her reflection
She lives.. she thrives..
Under the blanket of the dark blue sky,
Hand lent..her..vision raised..
Blurred future turning bright,
Ceasing insecurity..faith restored.
Chirping gulls..shutter of camera..
Echos of her past..
Now a hue of english..tinge of math..
Resonating in her ears.
Couple of years from then..
Learned soul..unpertubed life;
She, a part of family..
Family of the necessitous..
Hand lent..hers now,
Unnumbered lives salvaged.
Hand in hand..they live
Prosperous, lambent life..
Toughened like that of an oyster,
Softness in the core..
Amidst sea of people
Predominant she is..
One hand, saved numerous souls..
Concrete will..strong at heart..
Weave a beautiful life for another.
~By Shambhavi Vaidya