The radiant question mark of seven stars
leaning on me
has breath and voice of my father-
“Look, there’s the Saptarshi Mandal,
asking you if you knew the Sapta Rishis?”
said he one night-
“Of course, I know, they are the seven sages
blessing us-
their smile is the light”-
my father let me be happy
with whatever fairy-tale knowledge I had
of Great Bear Constellation-
since that day
I grew a bond with this star-cluster
that held me, my father and the Indian myth together-
Posted for my prompt ~ Looking at Stars @ Poets United Midweek Motif
sumanar/lekha 
