AFTER A TSUNAMI

Sitting alone, I feel you Hugging me as a zephyr.

Caressing me with your splendid palms,

And clattering amidst the rain;

Competing to fondle my curls.

Where, in the clouds, you hide?

All alone, am I, here in the crowd.

Sweet Dad, dear Mom, and little brother

Carry me along, in the chariot of waves.

Eager, am I, to sip from maternal love,

Lap none, is to recline, as on you.

The soul of your soul, the heart of your heart!

Your heartbroken cries resound in my ears.

See you perching on that eternal golden tree,

Where one branch is vacant for me.

Hurry down mother, to take me with you

To kiss you, smell you, and own you.

And up in the heaven,

We will build a castle together.