SUNRISE IN MY IRIS ~ Durba Mitra

Wintery morning..
Wanted to burrow..
Further into the quilt.
The cell shrieked out..
"May we watch
The Sunrise together? "
"What?
I mean why?
Where?
Let the Sun be..
And let me
Sleep some more . "
"I wish to..
See all the colors..
Dancing
In your Iris."
So..
Here I am..
Facing the East..
There he is..
Facing the West..
Watching
The same Sunrise.