“through the act of living, the discovery of oneself is made concurrently with the discovery of the world around us. . ."

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Good Evening

There is kindness in the air today.

Sunlight bright, yet soft;

Wind strong, yet breezy;

Earth alive, yet sleepy.

There is grace in the air today.

In the shade and light

Trees sparkle and dance

Crows muse, sitting on the posts.

There is music in the air today.

The chorus of the leaves

As the wind blows through them

In rhythmic waves of love.

Through the window, across the trees

Over the high rise, the sky is blue

In unseen strings suspended,

Kites hover; swift fly past Swifts.

On the cool floor of the room,

The dogs are asleep deep

In full trust, faith and love.

I move gently; I stroke their heads.

There is gentleness in the evening today

Awaiting twilight to come

Knowing darkness would follow soon

Knowing, accepting, calmly, the end.


Balachandran, 1530 hrs, 03-08-2008, Trivandrum


  1. Smooth. A calm portending some danger unknown?
    Gentle and fluid movement of words!!

  2. Enchanting poem. it is as if time has been shot in slow motion. captures the magic of evening, its sweet sadness.


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