The Eclipse.

THE ECLIPSE.

IN RAINY WEATHER WHO CAN TELL,
WHETHER WE WEEP OR NOT?
WHO CAN SEE OUR TEARS?

I DREADED THE SUN FOR ITS FIERCE HONESTY,
I LOOKED STRAIGHT IN ITS EYES FOR BEING NASTY,
POOR FELLOW COULD NOT MEET MY FIERCE GLANCES
AND WAS SO AFRAID THAT HE PUT ON GLASSES.
SO FIERCE WAS MY ANGER,
SUN SAID HE WOULD SURRENDER.
MY MOTHER SAID THE ECLIPSE WAS TOTAL,
AND HAPPILY WE RETURNED TO OUR HOTEL.

P.S.
I ran to Mexico to write something
tangible for the readers as A New Year’s Gift. The glowing landscape
where the flat figures move in ritual pattern, is one of Nature’s great creations.
Places, people action all comes from a trip to Mexico. In the vividness and actuality of these elements, I found expression of my feelings and desire. I returned to my childhood days. It was an Eclipse day which I remembered in the midst of all the grandeur and beauty of Mexico. I jotted down the lines and it is my Gift as NEW YEAR GREETING to all READERS.