
an organic trail
the primordial heartbeat
reconnect to roots
its time we pledge to restore
nature’s lost green tiara
an organic trail
the primordial heartbeat
reconnect to roots
its time we pledge to restore
nature’s lost green tiara
Monsoon bells ring in the month of August, as the entire Indian peninsula is under a cloud cover. The country revels, as pellets of rains kiss the parched earth, providing much relief from the sweltering heat that saps all energy. Fresh organic landscapes replace the arid barren plains. The insipid leaves indulge in an emerald green makeover, insects cavort around in trilling conversations, meandering rivers swell with gushing pride, pastures hide under a lush grassy duvet, farmers send in a prayer of gratitude and romantic hearts drench in amorous reverie. Man and nature rejoice, under the magical spell of the rains.
heavenly showers
verdure poetic canvas
monsoon nirvana
A typical weekday morning in urban households is a mad rush against time. In most Indian homes, the chores and noise decibels are directly proportional 🙂 . Waking up kids, getting them ready for school on time, the mixer whirring in the background, preparation of breakfast and feeding your picky child, packing lunch boxes for school and office, maid working around, the doorbell ringing, cell phone beeping,….it is literally a battle zone where every minute is crucial. And god forbid, on just one of those bad days you hit the snooze button an extra few times, then the domino effect takes place spiraling the chaos beyond control. By the time you step out of home to head to work, you are totally exhausted. I think many will relate to this cacophonic morning ritual.
Change of scene….
Last week we happened to go on a short vacation. I woke up to a beautiful leisurely morning. Stepping out of the room, I had all the time to myself. Believe me, nothing prepared me for the marvel of nature that was to unfold.
Idling on the hammock, I watched the blue yonder peeping between the green parasol of leaves, with its glorious heavenly smile. Wisps of clouds drifted along merrily. The gentle rays of dawn cascaded coyly between the verdant hues with a prismatic glow. It was truly a sight to behold. The moist sea breeze softly caressed my body, whispering stories of the ebbing waves. The plethora of sounds of nature I heard, felt surreal. The chirps of the many birds, trill of the insects, rustling of the leaves, buzzing bees along with meandering butterflies, greeting pretty blooms and roar of the ocean waves….. Nature’s morning raga was divinely melodious. I lost the sense of time, enthralled by its picturesque harmony.
I couldn’t help but mull over the juxtaposing mornings!
V.J’s weekly challenge # 88 : Domino effect
Eugi’s weekly prompt : Glorious
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Roots embedded deep into the earthy bosom,
Strong boughs heaven bound
Cascades of green breathe out benevolence
Nature’s regal masterpiece!
Verdant patches of lush foliage greet me,
on a drive across the countryside
the landscape adorns itself
in boundless hues of green
the once dusty wilted stems
paled under the scorching heat
now comes alive.
Soaked and satiated,
the trees swing in gay abandon.
The showers from heavenly skies
grace the earth with magic, as
the rains sing a pleasant melody
called the song of nature!
Verdant patches of lush foliage greet me,
on a drive across the countryside
the landscape adorns itself
in boundless hues of green
the once dusty wilted stems
paled under the scorching heat
now comes alive.
Soaked and satiated,
the trees swing in gay abandon.
The showers from heavenly skies
grace the earth with magic, as
the rains sing a pleasant melody
called the song of nature!
In response to V. J’s weekly photo challenge # 51, Green.
Rain showers its benevolent grace
verdant sprouts, to compose
a poetic green nirvana!
In response to Kat’s twittering tale #118, to write a tale in 280 letters or less on the picture given below.
The menu read, “ Organic spinach sautéed with garlic, blanched and pureed to perfection. Infused with aromatic herbs and garnished with fresh cream!”
“Mellow in taste and low in calories” beamed the waiter.
I kept staring at the bowl of soup placed in front of me…..
Letter count : 270
In response to Cee’s Fun Foto Challange. This week’s picture prompt is to have the letter G in the picture!
Anothers
success or victory
invokes insecurity
negative emotions come to fore
with a tinge of green envy!
Know Sidlak:
Sidlak poetry (sid/lak) is a structured poetry consisting of 5 lines with 3-5-7-9 syllables AND A COLOR. The last line must be a COLOR that describes the whole poem or the feelings of the writer.