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

Sunday, October 15, 2017

In the Open

A deep sigh escapes my lips, as in the morning
I empty a full bladder, leaning to the coconut palm. 
Nothing more pleasurable than to empty oneself
Of urine and from one’s mind, yesterday’s thoughts.

I blush; a Black Drongo on the wires turns
Its head to look at me; a Magpie Robin trills a song.
The Kingfisher, hops down on a branch
Above my head and shakes his, as if in disapproval.

High above, against the darkening sky
The dragonflies swarm and circle
Bracing for the long journey ahead.
When do I, begin mine?

Balachandran V, 13.1.2017

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