The Easter Quality.

By Himanshu Dhingra

twinkling eyes or stars

there is love, always hidden behind wars

it does not take years or even hours

it only takes a millisecond to win wars.

the wind which was lost found her direction

as soon as she got to know

who is waiting for the easter to manifest his resurrection.

at the name of his,

at the very sight of his,

every flower blooms

even the hot breeze on the moon turns cool.

a birth happens, an egg crack opens

the air becomes dynamic with the fragrance of his essence

when he blesses someone with his innocence.

By Himanshu Dhingra