UNDER THE COCONUT LEAVES

I dream of wonders, The wonders of wonderland, Where I feel lonely But not less lonely. He and I, My God, I feel the dirt Between my toes Below my both feet Ignoring its sweat Above the ground whispering “What do you know, about love?” Did not reply... Until steps forward Heard the voice echoed From distant wind Mumbling “How have you been All these years?”... silently forgetting. With my both arms reached high I wished to be taken Or remembered by those Who have not been named “Could you at least understand What I am here for?” But did not listen… deaf actually. There is this rain drop From heaven, A warm one wetted my cheeks, Reminding me I am not alone. The shadows under my reflection, I can see life. A Samoa hibiscus blossom Colorfully on each branch. A hen lay rested Under its shady tree, Did not mind me sitting Here alone, As if it did not notice me at all. I lay down on my back, My eyes looking at the bluest sky, Coconut leaves... Dancing, and singing Forgotten tunes…. "I wish you were here my pride… That language, the culture of mine… Where have you lost away… By foreign knowledge Or maybe you just don’t To remind me how ancient I am?"