Tuesday, March 8, 2011

spill of joy

Meena opened the window to let the new day light in.Wow,what she saw sent aflash of joy through her bones.Something fresh.Something new.Something gentle.something soft.Something silky.Something Divine.
A thin glow was softly touching every inch of earth and sky changing the divine truth into mundane light of the day.Meena's mind went to the times of her grandson's bath time.She would sit on the woodenplank her husband would bring him for the bath.the babe would show such joy as though he is brought to the paradise.when she stretches her hand to receive him he would give the smile that one cannot find on this earth.The smile matched the glow that heralded the sun by drenching the earth.Her heart filled and joy spilled.

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