Sunday

A blue, blue sky to sail on for ever after.

A fistful of clouds–to blow on, blow off and blow in again.

Timed to a sparrow's gentle serenade.

Sprays of grass–summer's sweet scent.

A butterfly's invite to siesta and sun-kissed dreams.

A wreath of wildflowers for the greatest glory of them all.

The breeze carries the hymnal–The ocean whispers Amen.

A lazy summer evening

I took a walk in the park and this is what I did see.

A bee on a flower buzzing along the well-worn trajectory.


The heron framed by leafy finery, mimicking ancestry.


A bunch of daisies nodding to display inimitable harmony.


A blackbird among green leaves singing a sweet memory.


The grass and the trees exchanging mystical messages
with an invisible emissary.

Eternity summarized here and now just for me.
(All Photograph by Anvita Lakhera.)