Introspection





Sunrays pale,
Clouds resonate,
Wind blows,
Summons the rain to follow,
Wavering are the leaflets of neem ,
In frenzy, raindrops leave their surface,
On the canopy of Korobi,
Pink florets of which shake in tandem,
With the bursting crimson of hibiscus,
An ecstatic calmness evolves,
Surrender to the surroundings,
A sound I perceive,
Humming in consonance with the self,
A talk begins,
Search and search,
The truth behind existence,
A life transcending sufferings,
Quest of which begins in silence,
In the process of initiation,
A seeker; who am I?
What purpose do I fulfill….

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