Waiting

The women were waiting to turn red waves of dancing with hands locked in each other’s,their songs climbing  the blue end of the  sky.Their dancing hands waited to inter-weave in fragmentary beauty under trees with boys waiting on tree top ladder nets like monkeys.

Waiting stood petrified in the stalagmite caves of a million years with history dripping as lime.Waiting turned to a dance in fluttering sarees by petals of interwoven hands, to woman cries that waited in caves to turn stalagmite tears.

(on a visit to the pre-historic Borra caves in Araku Valley in Andhra Pradesh