Relaxation mode
In a dilemma...
caused by the wind,
trying to toss me up.
The soil particles are flying,
the leaves are shaking,
the wind is racing round and round.
Searching for a spot to shelter.
Not beneath the friendly Tulsi plant
now bent to one side,
Nor behind the chikoo tree
raining its ball like stones nay fruits
or inside a fallen mud pot
with its once erect Hibiscus plant,
nor those crazily swinging branches.
Not fond of giving up and
with a bit of luck,
I've manged to find a safe corner,
which I temporarily share
with an active squirrel family, where...
the sun sneaks in now and then,
draws a leafy pattern,
then shifts to a striated pattern,
then plays a game
of a pinning a halo around my head
or a warm wrapping around my toes,
changing it to a wide golden blanket
gently straddling the nook,
upon which, I enjoy resting on.
Wander a bit and
you can see me
with my thinking cap on,
gazing soulfully,
shaking my head, now and then,
at the hapless plight of
my leafy mates
from Nature's kingdom,
amidst the mellow warmth
of a generous sun.
Vignettes from a Nature Walk:
A lizard re-visits an old haunt.
