In Memory of my Guru

She came just to inspire me
and has left
as a passing desert wind
a fast flowing river
flakes of snow
flying autumn leaves also
and
left all lights to glow
now there is left nothing more to show

She has left for some wonderland
where seeds of creativity
she will also sow
and my dearest poetic friend
I let her go
not because I had a choice or so
but she just wanted to go
with Times flow

I wanted all mankind to know
One has a Spiritual Unknown Poetic Guru also
I loved her mission to come and teach me
she has sown the seed
it’s for me to make the grass as green
as she'd wished it to be
coming from me

Oh friend poetess
may in heavens
as a star you gleam...