to tranquil tones
of devotional music,
I see you dancing
with the silent wind,
sultry yet pleasant;
above your eyes,
the heads of palms,
areca and coconut,
kiss the silent wind
beneath the blue sky,
unmarred by clouds;
I hear the gurgling
of the river nearby,
carried eagerly
to my waiting ears,
and I feel it,
a spray of water
it freshens my soul.

as I sit beneath
the quiet canopy
of the banyan tree,
I become tranquil,
unworried, unhurried
like you are;
unchanging always,
even with change.

I find that peace,
I find not elsewhere;
as I sit beneath
the quiet canopy
of the banyan tree,
you set me free.

Linked with OctPoWriMo (Day 17, A place I love) and OSI (#242, Free)
Thiruvanchikulam is a small town in Kerala, in South India.
Photography ©Vinay Ravindranath (Leo).

(’12, Oct 17)

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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