Reader in the Mountains

For you, Kavya Jha And the unconditional love you give and give and give Lifeboat Like a midsummer wind that knocks the winter off my heart The colourful kite in my autumn sky Like a surfboard on the tricky waves incessant The meteor shining when I on the ground lie Like a falcon swooping down on the carcass Of yesterday's unbearable nastiness Like a circle of fire, growling and burning Protecting its own, in all their weariness What armor is to the innocent What air is to the buoy afloat The shield against all and several My own, my only, my lifeboat