heart to heart

by Kulamarva Balakrishna

a homage from heart to heart
all radiating flowers
that is what eva got
years ago my son´s mother

a homage for the living and loving
not the dead lover
one of the many a taj mahal
not tombs but a bomb of light

what is the metre but a mile stone
of measurement
you keep them behind
to cut through the target
tape

akhil imagine my cousin´s
old old great great grandpa
who married an untouchable-
vasishta rishi- to make her
his (cousin´s) great great grandma
worships with prayers
for drops of rain!
followed by frogs singing

impressed, grandpa pays homage to frogs
living unknown soldiers
happy harmony empty clouds
are light after fed breasts
all bright light endless flowers

now the shadows of beauty
of the taj stone attracts men and women
eva´s flowers recreated by art
attract hearts
beauty of the dead
beauty of the living for contrast

a diabetic i am
short of sugar run down
midnight no sights but
brains wacky currents
lights n lights n the heights

heart beats for the dead
heart beats for the living
for one and for all
dorothea-claudia,the five moths old
frogs singing for rains
one armed grandpa-panaje vaidyajja
vasishta´s great great gr... grand son
homage heart to heart
do not count mileage
13-09-2007
( written to mark eva´s exhibition of flowers...)