Dream

When my eyes closed at night,

You coloured my dream, Kerala.

I saw myself dipping my fingers

In a pond where fishes played.

Then as I heard a thunder-

And a fresh drop from the sky

Fell on my cheek, I ran-

Through the muddy paths

And stepped home drenched,

Wet brown footprints patterned the floor.

I heard my mother yell,

Her face as the sun at noon.

But I didn't care,

The twinkle in my eyes remained,

I had enjoyed myself!