You

First breath of the day,
the first rays of dawn,
first drops of rain after
a scorching summer,
the first snow, and
it's first shiver...
The first full moon,
and its placid image
in the silent pond..
The first few leaves
soft as velvet, their
fractal veins 'n the
fragrance of spring..
The first festival, and
its first harvest,
the first folklore...
The first guest Ganesha
and the divine Shakti,
the seed of all seeds.
I need not think,
of all these, no...
none of them,
if I think,
of you, only
you !


(inspired by the Euphoria song 'Tum')