Monsoon Nirvana!

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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

dversepoets Haibun Monday : August

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Haibun – The Law of Karma!

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Buddhism, Worship, Monk, Ancient, Buddha, Asia, Bangkok

City life today embroils man in an urban mess. His mind clamors against the stress, adding to the din. He buckles under the overwhelming burden of his pregnant thoughts. Fatigue overpowers his listless body. As the energy saps to rock bottom, he decides to take a travel break.

Wandering far, the mystic mountains beckon him. He follows his inner navigational guide to a serene nook in the lap of nature. Meditating there, opens new vistas of the spiritual realm to him. The mist of veil surrounding his clogged mind clears, infusing it with bright sunshine. The inner awakening ignites the psychic inter dimensional vibrations in him. He surrenders to the cosmic call, spends his life in spiritual nirvana.

Basking in the lap of material success,

the hollowness of life haunts him.

Delving inward, a reflective mood envelopes

the law of karma, plays its role

the fragile mind is empowered by divine grace

the soul revels in a sublime yet glorious trance!

Haibun is a Japanese genre of combining prose with poetry. The key to the art of haibun is the graceful pairing of poem and prose, where the poem links to the prose yet shifts away from it.

Cosmic Ecstasy!

In response to Whimsygizmo of Dverse poets prompt # 50 to write a Quadrille poem on the given word Murmur! The challenge is to pen a poem in exactly 44 words not including the title.

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The brilliant turquoise blue expanse

shimmers through the jagged serrated peaks

icy winds hum a heavenly harmony

puffy clouds murmur , wafting daintily

a conversation in solitude, infuses a calm aura

the soul connects with the cosmic energy

drinking in the sweet essence of nirvana.

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