Satyawaan's deep slumber and Savitri's ordeal

A cord  severed and a bond snapped

cords  hanging charred and lifeless in ether

an opportunity wasted a celestial coincidence ignored

sun shone bright 

earth below her feet felt parched and cracked

thorn poked through her weary soles

Satyawans lifeless form lay there in the setting sun

Savitri  vows to change the situation..

she gets up and stands against the sun 

picks up a dry stick lying close by

she hits out at the setting sun for going down too early too soon

tears running out of her eyes, 

she is hitting and lashing at the sun

cursing it from deep in her heart

it was suppose to stay up forever

shining and showing them the way

she cries tears falling on the ground

next to Satyawaan's still form

she is beyond grief, the deep dark descending night engulfs her heart

she is choked with pain, a song of deep meloncholy fills the space

goddess sings, in the cool stillness of the night

a howling moaning monotony of death like sounds

savitri feels no fears those howls in the air do not scare her

her pain of seperation has made her indifferent to fear

she lies next to satyawaan embracing him 

she holds him with all the love her heart could muster

she looks at the star lit sky and gazes at it with blankness

A star far away twinkles for her attention

startled she notices it becoming brighter and bigger

soon it is as big as the sun

dark night and a sun brighter than a thousand suns, right  before her eyes

Now she knows the sun she grieved for was meant to go down with the dusk

It was this sun that she awaited, she stares wordlessly in utter disbelief

she nudges Satyawaan to see it for himself, so he may see that  it is not over yet

what they thought was lost was never meant for them

it was this brighter than brightest star that awaited to be awakened by deep calling from their hearts

only a call made in such pain could be heard universes away

"He heard us, he is here for us, wake up O! Satyawaan"...

she whispers the eternal truth into his ears as a medium of the goddess

howling winds cease their morose songs of gloom

a being steps out of the mighty sun and touches Satyawaan's forehead

day breaks, satyawaan realizes the truth behind the veil

he opens his heart to a new dawn

the cord that were charred, begin to show patches of green
new leaves, new shoots, new life breathes into the lifeless form again

 dewy air carries the message of love to him

He wakes up from his sleep to find the love supreme.