Wait fiery Sun, set no further,
Don’t you know that she would rather
Bask in your blaze than rest at night?
Can you not fathom her delight?
The glee she feels while you’re around,
The smile that makes the world go round,
The laughter this town talks about
When her face lights up sans a doubt.
Wait fiery Sun, do not rise yet,
For do you really want to regret?
Don’t you know, while you were away,
Late at night in her bed she lay,
Dreaming up ways to bring you back
Into the skies which the stars pack?
Now look at her all wrapped up
In bed, don’t you dare wake her up!
Wait fiery Sun, explain to me
How and what it’s that you and she
Share between you that others don’t-
Like darkness and night, ties you both.
I guess it’s the flame you both carry-
You grace the day, on the contrary,
In times when you forget to shine
She could light up lives, even mine.
©Asiman Panda 2008
The Timber Trawler 