Thank You

Sridevi Hariharan

Thank you for the sunshine on my way. 
Thank you for the burden on my shoulders. 
Thank you for the shade on my way 
and to the little koel on the tree branch. 
Thank you for the sharp pangs on the way 
Thank you to the sun who dyed my eyes red as well. 
Thank you to my shoulder that holds the burden 
on the long way 
and for the water well on the path. 
Thank you for your kindness 
that poured the water into an outstretched cupped hand. 
Thank you for the cheating pits in the darkness 
and for the moon’s warmth in the night that passed. 
Thank you for the little wild flower on the way 
and for the singing bird above. 
Thank you for the tears that don’t dry up my eyes 
and for the kindness that doesn’t dry life up. 
I looked alone for a long time towards that lamp 
that someone in the distance lit and reached out. 
With nothing to wait for 
without knowledge to complete my recitation 
without flowers and without dawn 
while I go humming a song 
by following someone’s tender call, 
did you stay and listen to that, my friends? 
Thank you... Thank you… Thank you...