Resurrecting hope by Abha Das Sarma
A butterfly floats over a wild ensemble of periwinkle
Shy red, pink and lying orange
Painting them a sacred white for the moment.
Hurrying from one flower of death to another
Commanding the earth, celebrating the vines
To be woven and worn soon as headbands by the dead.
The breeze shakes the rendezvous and
The arrowhead plant, unfurling the leaves
Revealing new foliage.
An engineer and management consultant by profession, Abha Das Sarma is passionate about writing. She has a blog of over 200 poems (www.dassarmafamily.blogspot.com). Her poems have appeared in Muddy River Poetry Review, Spillwords, Verse-Virtual, The Ekphrastic Review, here and elsewhere. Having spent her growing up years in small towns of northern India, currently she lives in Bengaluru.