Sundarban Dreaming
A late afternoon, with sweet sunlight
Staring at the peaceful sky, transfixed.
We sit on the deck
Sipping our cups of tea;
At some point we stop talking,
Ending the laughter and gossip.
The sensation of silence
Engulf our minds.
In the light of a soundless moment
We weave dreams,
The boat resting in the heart of the stream;
Perhaps it is also lost deep
In its own thoughts.
The water shimmers with a new look,
Golden light on it.
On two sides are dark forests.
In the midst of such deep green
Winter flowers are lost in their dreams
Following the sweet call of bees.
A little far off, between the bushes
Deer scamper along
Chasing new thoughts
Eyes full of wonder.
Flying around, on red wings
Birds spot the tranquil sky.
Embracing our vision
Dreaming of life's new calculations,
Striving to widen our consciousness.
At the end of the peaceful afternoon,
In the show of light and shadow
All dreams come together
In the form of a kite,
Flying up towards a peaceful sky.
Comments