red sparks
will there be a fire now
i hope there is
let it burn
all the listless bits of stories that
i told
and also which i did not
silence
stillness
dont speak
just be there
curiosity, concern, compassion and collaboration
standing on a precipice
i wondered if jumping into the valley of silence
will help
i chose to speak,
but did i have to
may be i had to just absorb all the upheavals
let all the culverts flow again
road is not well made
it is possible that the car turns over
but i will still have to resolve to keep my glasses in place
Dance,
Dance
Even if the limbs are not stable
Smile
Smile
Even if the eyelids are heavy
Complain
Complain
For all the glances scattered
Here and there
Laugh
Laugh
Fir coming back to gaze
In the ungrazed pasture
Sow
Sow
Seeds of surprise
In the grasslands
Peacock
Is dancing
Birds are chirping
Squirrel is having her breakfast
From the plate you served