MY SKY

Do you remember the day?

When the sun was ready to surrender itself to the sky,

And the sky, to embrace the sun, had widened its arms 

While the soothing breeze bore witness to this holy moment 

And the flowers were, as if, cheering and dancing.

What were we in that beautiful moment?

Just the two blessed spectators, 

 sharing the same bench, 

With you gently extending your arms to wrap me around 

And as the melted sun— 

I surrendered myself to you right away.

And what were we thinking?

Wherever the sun might wander throughout the day,

When the day draws to an end,

It finds its way back to its sky.

And no matter wherever life takes us

Or however long the journey may be—

I will always find my way back to my sky,

My home,

You ⁠♡

                                                                      ~Bhoomi