Sitting in living room, looking at the glass door lost in my own mind…Daughter brushes against me giving me a gentle kiss to my lips, TV thoughts lingering. A raven lands on our terrace with a distant sweet aura, starring into its eyes wondering what good or bad omen it has come to deliver.
It flaps its wings and for a brief moment I feel the dark joy of parting, the strange pain of separation…The bird stares back as though understanding my inner fears, slowly it lowers its head and tiny whispering sounds seem to emanate from it. As I wait attentively for more sounds, it’s chirping breaks the icy silence and it starts singing to me. I can clearly hear the song. Its cry like ink on wind, words carved with its wings. I watch the message of the bird and it becomes my eyes--
"O King of the land of Bharata and the gushing waters of the Ganges, I bring the biddings of my mistress; smiling on a tarriance here;
Yes! yes, I have come from the spirits' land far North
Where its bright and fair, I come with a voice from the shadowy princess,
To tell you that they love you there!
To say, if a wish or a fond regret could live in Elysian bowers 'It would be for your love she could never forget.
To whisper to your dearest soul, that she watches around you still
Her light and magic veil cast over your woes.
Tis’ true in the silent night when you call
She ofts on a hurrying blast to answer you again and again…
Bidding you remember the laughter, the affection, the joy
not just the recent tears. Cherish the memories, your hopes and dreams.
Hold fast to the love that you share. Be happy with the time you spend together
and being anew."
My mistress psalm...
"Hear me King of Bharata when am not around am not really gone,
I am closer than ever before. As the morning sun rises and throughout the busy day...I am with you. Until the setting sun disappears on the horizon and we watch the day turn into night...I am here.
You may feel a faint breeze stir round your head, while you slumber
as I gently kiss your forehead, "Good night." The stars that shine so brightly in my heavenly sky help me watch over you and keep you from harm.
I am the wind in the trees and the song of a bird.
I am moonbeams in a midnight sky and a glorious rainbow after the storm.
I am morning dew, and freshly-fallen snow.
I am a smile on a stranger's face, a gentle touch, a warm embrace.
Listen to the wind for my message of love. Watch the sun rise and set in the sky with me. Feel my essence encircle you with warm memories.
Open your heart to know...I am not gone. Reach deep into your soul...You will find me.
I am here.
Have no fear.
I am with you,
Always."
As a mere messenger on wings…She bid me say that in unfading flowers and key board notes,
You'll find in the path she trod, But my plaintive strains tell you in life,
She loves, oh! she loves you still and forever more.
And a welcome you’re; true to her deathless bowers,
pronounced by the voice of reason fly back to her on wired notes.
