Showing posts with label little. Show all posts
Showing posts with label little. Show all posts

In a moment of peace

12th June 2016

One is sleeping
            oblivious to the world
            hands spread out, palms open
            receiving the knowledge of the ancient masters
            understanding the world
            in deep meditation
            in sleep meditation
            digesting the day, today.
Two looked here
            smiled at me
and then looked away
she’s listen to music
Indian classical ragas
having a conversation with the ustads
aa aa aa aaa aaaa…
was that an alap?
Three put her paw on the pad
            she’s asking me,  “what are you doing?
            what could be more important than looking into my pretty pretty eyes?”
            the vain one
she knows
            she’s the prettiest beagle in town
            the lively one with the wagging tail
            she knows

            Mumma loves Best!

Touch

10th June '2014

Touch.
A light touch.
Just a li'l feathery stroke.
So light on a sleeping back.
Like a pebble in a still lake.
Some ripples cascade.
Then the stormy silence and silence.
That's what a touch is all about?

But where do the ripples go?
Is there an underground chamber under all the lakes in the world,
where they go and hide?

For li'l Anaya

1st June '2014

My li'l darling
In yellow prancing
With mischief in her thoughts
And instruction in her words
Her crazy hair flying all about
And joy in her every move.

She's crept into my heart in a blink
And she holds its reins so hard
That I'm all but lost
In the deep sea that she holds in her eyes.