Aahaa Chennai

         Sunlit blobs dazzle.    Summer renews polishing.     The patchwork gifts glow.

Finding its way through layers of heat laden air and piles of yellow-brown litter, the soul wandered, restlessly, seeking  personal space. It burrowed deep, searching for traces of soft warmth, feeling the embrace of  Earthy brown nuggets, that clung, tightly around, stifling the waves of pain and going still deeper, it relished the feel of cool moisture drops rubbing its cheeks, its many long arms, reaching out to feel the reverberations - the maternal vibes, then, stretched out to greet  the neighbours - sod, the  stones, the twigs, the curled bits of leaf and grass, the tiny ants and sleepy worms, telling them... my name is 'Root' and I am here to stay.