When walking never needed any shoes
Such was the bed of comforting grass
A mystical flower-to bathe the valley blue
And I relied on summer rain to wash away
Incompleteness, Impurity
When waking up was never a difficulty
Such were the soulful songs of sparrows
A crescent moon-to tell us a story
And I relied on morning's dew to cast away
Tiredness, Travesty
When there were hardly any hint of insanity
Such were the lucid laughter of families
A fateful day-to leave behind all
And I relied on my next journey to discover
Yearn, Youth
When what was my heart's only abode
Such a home is now plundered to dust
A milieu lost- to some faithful undertones
And I relied on concrete's frailty to reflect
Serene, Simplicity
Let me if you may,
Find for it a sublime name
So you if I say,
Can recall it even after a decade
A Day of Memories
(Painting- Tea Garden in Munnar by Vidyut Singhal)
