Tagore: pauran shokha bondhu hey amar, post and translation by ranu

Your journey of love at this stormy night

My lover

The sky is crying in alarm,

I cannot sleep–

I open the door my dear,

I look out again and again.

I cannot see anything,

I wonder where you are.

on a  a distant side of an unkown  river

In some dense forest

Where in this dark night

Are you crossing your path.

 

Writing Prompt: Feed Your Senses

Write down the first sight, sound, smell, and sensation you experienced on waking up today.Pick the one you’re most drawn to, and write.( for a bigger challenge write the one you’re least drawn to).

 

I was awakened by the harsh sound of the alarm at 4 am . I turned to make sure it was really 4 am ,unfortunately it was.  Reluctantly I left my cozy bed went straight to the bathroom ,washed myself and voila I was ready to say my morning prayer. Why so early you may think, this one has to be before sunrise. Where you live the sun may rise later but in my neck of the woods it’s earlier.

My morning prayer takes little over five minutes, but there is a prayer I say for my family members who are no longer with us, then there is my dear friend, and a few other relatives, I also pray for myself. By the time I’m done the clock strikes 4.41 am, still too early for breakfast I tell myself. I go back to bed and sleep some more.

This morning I woke up again before 8 am ,heard Raphael and Gabriel our two favorite kittens wrestling with each other on my way to the kitchen. I used the microwave to cook my breakfast, the sound of this alerted Rafa I was cooking something better than what we gave him and his brother.

He started meowing and running back and forth  to each door to get in ,but we were not going to give in, when his loud noise didn’t make any difference, he resumed his game of snatch and pull with his brother.

I can see the sun is shining brightly which is a rare sight, we do welcome the precious one whenever the clouds decide to let it shine.

Now I have almost finished reading the emails I got. 

 

I’ll publish this prompt and see what else I need to get done before I sit and watch the tennis match!

k: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/05/17/writing-prompt…ed-your-senses/