Bengali Pictures : Kites

Kites, gliding in the sky when the weather is set
celebrating the auspicious time of the year.
They shoot to the corner where no one else is there;
marking their territory.

They clash thunderously,
the sharp thread tong as a knife edge.

A piece of cloud fell,
white as swan, light as feather.
It hit the ground in the middle of a field.
The rains came again feeding the autumn crops.

Soaked with red mud and sand,
wet, it went to feed the autumn crops.
Lay still and wait;
let the reapers reap.