Sheltered insouciance

Insouciance, what is that?
        Hark the peals of bells in the far distance      
villages chock full of giggling maidens
and young swains      
a country fair , a meet, a mela      
whence that revelry comes around
and the stars fix in the skies
        Breakers resounding, who is there to watch      
Those amber hues, those magnolia blossoms
        her hair lay on the water as a river in the sand        
I see the lilies blazoned with the face of Mine own  
        Does she even know the depth of her taking,
and hence her giving.
      
when two enjoin and look within,
those peals of sound , those claps of light
that clammy stygian spread of sludge
        Oozing from My mind      
she made it hers and gave Me My needs
        Wrapt in splendour and glistening like a moat        
My hands on her throat, her whisper in My mind ,
how long did she know Him    
and Yet she went
was He an oak                    a banyan?
Spreading His Wings for her to shelter in      
those monsoon Rains              those parched Earths  
the smell and the fetid air      manna to her senses        
Surfeited they lay, smiled to the Morn