King

as eye

looks around

and feet

tread

familiar ground..

i hear

voice ask

thakshaka..

friend..

if you can hear

voice speaks

ever so gently..

what was

so funny?

why did you have

a good laugh

back there?

because..

because i don’t

have a father

i hear..

suddenly..more

leaves shower

from the trees

above

oh..

i hear voice

answer in pain..

but you

can have my father

dear friend..

more mangoes

rain..

now..perplexed

i hear me say

don’t mind

but i don’t

really understand

your friends

up there..

saying thus..

we turn a bend

hey look friend

the robe

i hear me say

hurrying to catch up

with a figure

further up

the way..

as we draw

closer

i hear

the hum..

but form

remains unclear

in the darkness

ears focus

and hear

a familiar song..

wafting in the breeze

it flows towards

us..

kurrai

ondrum

illai

marai moorthy

kanna

kurrai ondrum illai

kanna....

kurrai ondrum..

illai...

govindaaa.....