To Feel

By Ishita Singhal

It’s the wind that manifested the thought

of swirling around your hair,

in search of a splendid escape.

It’s the trees who dedicated their life like

songs from the leaves to your ear,

to make it a beautiful stay.

It’s the soil who got inspired to hold the body

firmly and smoothly to its pores,

to make it a concrete base.

It’s the deep dive into the sea, summoning

yourself for a galloping spree,

to make it flawlessly free.

It’s the insects who prayed to fly among

the swaying souls,

to make it a dreamy circumstance.

It’s the earthly matters which make us feel alive.

It’s the gift of supreme power who loves us infinite.

To the sky.

To feel alive.

By Ishita Singhal