Primordial Life
I am in my garden
pre dawn
Feel of dew on my foot
and palm
Butterfly flutter past
her breath fragrant
Had stolen pollen
from a wild plant
She winked at me
on her way to
cross pollination
A little Humming bird
wings invisible
hangs in time and space
Little squirrel on the tree
wags its tail left right right left
up down down up
Folded hands nostrils quivering
The little beetle
armour of colours
Waves its antennae
calling its mate
Life so primordial
I want to roll over
Over and over the grass
Sky clad
I want to be the turgid leaf
ready to receive the first photons
Life so primordial
Me primordial
K.V. Radhakrishnan
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