Bangle-sellers

I'm taking a sort of blogging break here.....not a complete break but I'm taking the easy way out and just posting a favorite poem of mine. I seem to be in a "bangles" state of mind. Last Monday I did a post on bangles.....and then last week I came across the poem in a book, and felt I must share it.....!

BANGLE-SELLERS by Sarojini Naidu

Bangle-sellers are we who bear

Our shining loads to the temple fair......

Who will buy these delicate, bright

Rainbow-tinted circles of light?

Lustrous tokens of radiant lives,

For happy daughters and happy wives.

Some are meet for a maiden's wrist,

Silver and blue as the mountain-mist,

Some are flushed like the buds that dream

On the tranquil brow of a woodland stream;

Some are aglow with the bloom that cleaves

To the limpid glory of new-born leaves.

Some are like fields of sunlit corn,

Meet for a bride on her bridal morn.

Some, like the flame of her marriage fire,

Or rich with the hue of her heart's desire,

Tinking, luminous, tender and clear,

Like her bridal laughter and bridal tear.

Some are purple and gold-flecked grey,

For her who has journeyed throguh life midway,

Whose hands have cherished, whose love has blest

And cradled fair sons on her faithful breast,

Who serves her household in fruitful pride,

And worships the gods at her husband's side.