Yellow.
Laburnum in blooms;
Bunches of delightful bright.
Yellow.
Leaves turned pale;
Scatters of waning beauty.
Yellow.
Shreds of living and dead shed;
In a soothing summer shower.
*** Published previously in April 2014
Category: Nature
The Click
Sans rain
Heat beats the dry wind
On a warm day;
I pick up the umbrella.
Sans makeup
Natural Self bears to unwind
At home on a Sunday;
I pick up the camera.
Sans adventure
Ears tune into the music rewind
When sunny side finds her way;
I capture the umbrella girl on camera.
Sand Trails…
Trailing along quietly
The sand followed me home
From the seashore to the building.
Dropping grains wherever I stepped;
Creating mounds where slippers fell;
Appearing dusty in the clatter,
The cutters of the modern house.
Took many days to clean wipe,
Traces erased to clear perfection.
Yet glitters from the corners;
The sand lives along silently.
Secret
With care I planted a tulsi sapling
Watered gently, washing every single leaf.
Droplets gathered at the tip
Appeared, tears of uncertainty
Of surviving the new environment.
Yet she ensured me
Of fresh and lasting fragrance
That, she emanated selflessly.
The sweetness spread in abundance
An unknown spiritual connect;
My hand touched for the first time
And I left her, to feel at home.
Variety is the Spice of Life 