By Sri Nath Kurup | February 14, 2024
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What do I have to give?
I want to give you the world.
I want to carve out your smile on a mountainside,
Because your imagery
Is more important than history to me.
I want to flood the rice paddies that
Fed my family.
Because a seaside view for you
Might be better than a good meal for me.
I want to level the Himalayas,
So that I can bring down snowy peaks
To you without you ever breaking a sweat,
Because surely you take away my breath more
than any elevation ever could.
I want to tear apart terrace farms,
and make Giant’s steps to reach your throne,
Because I’d rather build a monument to your grace
Then feed my village.
I’d make a monument in your name,
A monolith where you lay claim,
A menhir on every step you took,
And idols for the way you look.
I’d desecrate burial grounds,
If only I could have Aristotle tell you
That you’re the meaning of my life,
And have Michelangelo draw your divinity.
I would sunder the very sky,
If it meant Atlas could
Hold for you a bouquet,
And I would part the sea
If Moses could deliver you to me.
I want to give you the world,
And would just as easily
Give you me.