Resting in stillness. Watching pigeons in flight. Listening to the melodies of the sensuous ocean waves. Bobbing wooden boats carry curious explorers into the Arabian Sea. There is such heightened poetry in these pregnant monsoon skies !
Photo Courtesy: Kamakshi Kaarthikeyan
Because of your love
I have lost my sobriety
I am intoxicated
by the madness of love
In this fog
I have become stranger to myself
I’m so drunk
I’ve lost the way to my house
In the garden
I see only your face
From trees and blossoms
I inhale only your fragrance
Drunk with the ecstasy of love
I can no longer tell the difference
between drunkard and drink
Between lover and beloved
{Poem by Rumi, 13th century, Persian poet & Sufi mystic}
At the doorway into our home, in the slanting, cool, morning light, she lures me and halts me in my footsteps with her delicate, ivory beauty. Bending down to kiss her soft petals with the tip of my nose, I leisurely inhale her sweet perfume.
At twilight, I step out into our garden, and glance back at her. Her tender petals are wilting with the fading evening light. I sit next to her in sisterhood, observing her frailty. Her fragrance grows stronger, as she surrenders to her dying.
Cream hued flower-dust gathers, little by little, on the hind legs of the busy Honey Bee, while the beautiful Waterlily remains in complete surrender to the here and now. 💗
Ashwini Pawar Kaarthikeyan
Kaarthikeyan Kirubhakaran
Hema