To Papa,Sahir and Circadian rhythms

1A274E0B-F3E1-4D25-A7B7-6914BA83B6A8You, together are timekeepers of the family

Serve as an internal constant

The elder, you bring us an essence of dreams

The younger, you bring us an alignment of our days

One wakes us up to the cheer of new perspectives

The other relishes in reclaiming connections

Reciprocity that you both offer is compelling

Your passion, Papa,

and your meticulousness, Sahir

both much different, both magnetic

both keep us synchronized

with ourselves

with each other

Papa – 

you have and always will be a large man

large in how your shoulders spread themselves with pride

large in how your chest supports the many medal pins on your uniform

large in how your boots serve as a nest to the hiding kittens

large in how your palm cradles my teary face

large in how your eyes reflect my laughter

large in how you are the bastion of support to many

large in how you bellow opinions on television sets

large in how much and how deep your forgiveness runs

large in how you welcome life at its tempestuous best and its

torrential worst

large in how you can set everything right with unconditional love

large in how far you can push to adapt to changing rhythms

Sahir –

you have and will always be a meticulous man

meticulous in your choice of the roads you take

meticulous in your osmosis way of processing advice

meticulous in your calm patience and your edgy impatience

meticulous as the filter to Sanah’s synthesis

meticulous as the nuanced lighting to Mansi’s ecosystem

meticulous in your sure and silent decisions

meticulous in your embrace of the daily humdrum

meticulous in your inspirational commitment

meticulous in your boundaries as well as your explorations

meticulous in your simplicity and credible presence

Papa, Happy Birthday and cheers to celebrating newer, larger perspectives

Sahir, happy birthday and  a toast to making and keeping meticulous promises

 

 

 

Published by Kashiana

I am a management professional by job classification and a work practitioner by personal preference. One poetry collection - Shelling Peanuts and Stringing Words and a chapbook, Crushed Anthills. Always gathering poems, and letting them marinate and change shape and form.

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