MY LIBERATION LOVE by Devayani Anvekar

Tim Mossholder

MY  LIBERATION  LOVE

  

a golden eagle. Perched on a broken 

trunk of a Sal tree. Wakes up. 

 

Raises its head. Its eyes wide. Alert. 

Faces the endless blue above and 

all round.

 

Stretches its wide arms. Its feathers 

glistening. Streaks of light pouring over 

its majestic form, cutting through dense 

clouds split each ray into saffron yellow

hues blend with blue. 

 

Takes off. Soars high. Like an air flight on 

scheduled time. Flies.

 

Flies far. Come to me. Takes me. In its

wings. In its flight. Into boundlessness. 

Eternity. 

 

Felt. 

 

Not in words or acts. But like luminous 

light from street light poles that guide at night. 

 

In its very flight. Freedom. 

 

Free. Freed from the belly of delusions

like a python’s entwine and devour. 

 

Bathes me clean. And with a soft breeze’s 

grace, hugs. Enclasps me. "Let me. Know

you. 

Embrace me."

© Devayani Anvekar

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Devayani Anvekar

Devayani Anvekar is an illustrator and caricaturist of social and domestic issues. She lives in Goa, India. She writes poetry, fiction, and non-fiction prose when drawing fails to convey human struggle. Her written work has appeared in 50-Word Stories, The Metaworker, and is forthcoming in The Genre Society and Witcraft. 

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