That uninhabited and isolated island,
Crying for the devotion
To destroy the mysterious silence
And, then turn into a beautiful heaven.
The cries reached the fatal seashore
Where there was not any form of life
Except those wild thorns
Not even a single tribe.
An infant seed then came like a blessing.
Blowing in the wind as if trespassing.
Worried by his fortune
Why God had sent him to such a hell in that drowsy noon?
Caught in a frenzy of fear
He fell down
With his eyes full of tears
He was hopeless and frowned.
Suddenly, over a babble of voices,
He expected a thunderstorm.
He had no other choice
Except that isolated island away from the maddening world.
He was nurtured and became a straight plant
He was like a diamond among the stones
Slowly with giggles by ants.
And no one to destroy him even by chance.
The island's misfortune faded away,
It was then a blessed heaven
With different life forms
And, of course, with that mysterious super power's action.

Surbhi Dadhich