Exclusive: Best of Women Poetry: Edited by Padmaja Iyengar-Paddy
RESOUNDING ECHOES
A
border, a boundary, is it a line, a fence or a wall?
or
is it a mountain, a valley or the sea?
or
is it a mere metaphor, for a different identity?
Yes,
I speak a different language,
eat
different food, wear different clothes,
the
colour of my skin is different,
but
I was born exactly the way
the
girl across the border was born,
was
breastfed, as she was,
and
was loved by my parents, exactly as she was.
Love
across the boundary, is not different
The
heart throbs with the same rhythm
and
the blood of the same colour
flows
in similar veins, going in and out
of
the heart of the same size and shape.
And
when in trouble,
we
all look up for love and protection
trusting
that invisible, yet known and visible,
in
my heart, in your heart, in the hearts of all those
who
seem different, who live on the other side
of
the so-called border.
When
border divides, we look at dissimilarities,
when
love unites, we look at commonalties.
Let’s
call out with love, and hear resounding echoes,
from
all the ten directions
no
matter how long and strong, are the borders!
Best of Women Poetry -2020 :: Setu, March 2020
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