Father & I
I come and sit on the same bench
Where we used to sit together for years.
The glimpses of a gone time flashes by..
You would often talk about your worries for me..
Then bring out a box of grains
Scattering them on the ground beside us.
Soon a bunch of chirping birds and squirrels
Would join us in all fervor.
As the sunshine shone upon us,
You pointed out names and types of flowers and birds
Then subtly and surely giving me life lessons in between.
We laughed and cried alternatively
At the beauty and pain of this life.
Many times you were too exhausted to talk
And so we just sat…watching the sunset before us.
Something unspoken remained behind
But always a sense of deep acceptance left itself over.
You coughed a lot on many days..
I could sense impending death.
You were old and I saw my inability to change that.
Somedays you begged of me to take care
Somedays we changed roles.
We chanted some holy hymns
And somedays you taught me to breathe.
We spoke of dreams and their erosion
Life and its collisions
Through laughter and tears
The conversations were endless and deep.
Now that you are gone
I come and sit here alone…
Watching the sunset and the birds and the flowers.
Time has swallowed my father
And left me orphaned to fate.
Without my guardian friend…
I just sit and watch
Life repeating itself.