when the banks break,
and rivers become lake
u do not stop
and ask,why did you say
whatever u had avoided all these years
and like a fallen star,
i keep quiet
reminded of the dust
which arose
when your carriage went awayfrom my courtyard
i am now setlled
the dust has engulfed
all the leaves
of the tulsi
you had planted
in good faith
pl let me worship
it