Ramkali

আকাশে, ছড়ানো, মেঘের কাছাকাছি

দেখা যায়, তোমাদের বাড়ি

One day, in a world many sun-kissed years away, lotuses
will bloom on a lake
underfeet, and you, goddess,
will be playing your veena light as a winter stork's
fallen feather

stray flakes of
snow will play their soft-spoken
song of symmetry and light
Crystal geometry,
and perfection clear like dawn

And I will gaze at your
aura, and tell you
about a princess in a tale
I read under a flickering lamp late last night
with the muezzin
calling the faithful,
and the faithless
to prayer

and you will smile,
tell me that story ends well,

And put me to sleep.