Cast a spell on me

Shukdeb Mazumder

Cast a spell on me and turn me into a butterfly 

so that I can suck honey from flowers or fly

above the local sky linked to the ground hard.

Cast a spell on me and turn me into a spring 

so that I can feel the stony heart of the mount

or overflow the barren banks and long levee.

Cast a spell on me and turn me into a prime poet

so that I can saturate the beauty with poesy

or draw the dreams daring to remove the mist.

Cast a spell on me and turn me into an idol 

so that I can grab the gravity of yours for ever

or be used as a gem for your pendant kissed.

You have a magic wand of words, smile, glance

any of which can mould me into a magnificent