She is the fairy of wonderland, the princess of my dreams
She is the starlight of the night and the Moonbeams
She is the notes of the music, the lyrics of the poem
She is the xylem of the plants and its phloem..
She is the blossoms of a tree, the veins of the leaf
She is the beating of my heart, and my soul so deep
She is the fire of my passion, and the emotion of my love
She is the softness of the silk and the blessings from above.
A temple bell that chimes, every hour of the day
She's the glow of the lamp that flickers, when the wind sways
She is the flame of the candle, the wax that melts in warmth
And fresh like the lily, after every bath.
She is like the fragrance of the sandalwood, the scent of the rose
She's the aroma of the jasmine that tingles the nerves of my nose.
Like the pine tree, that in winter, collects the snowflakes
And like the cool zephyr, that creates the ripple in the lakes.
Her complexion is like the gold of sun in the early dawn,
She is like the dewy, lush, green grass of the lawn
Her hair is the cascade of waterfall from the high hill.
She is the spark of sunlight that glints at my window sill.
She is like the rainbow formed by the rain and the gleaming sunrays
She is like the backwater of the seas and the bays
She is the tunes of the the flute, played by the band
And the green oases in the coarse desert sand.
My heart does worship her, she is the angel of my dreams
She cools my brow with the water of the gurgling streams
I steal a glance at her, when she gives her radiant smiles
She puts my tired feet to rest, when I have walked for many miles.
@ Dr. Sujata Chatterjee