Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Homecoming

Today, in the morning, the colours seemed brighter than they usually are. The green was deeper and more profound. The black was darker and more inviting. The white was brighter and more calming.

There was something in the air which said it was going to be a great day. No, not a feeling. It was just there. Right there.

And then it happened.

A lone leaf fell to the ground. Floating, floating, floating, till it was suddenly pulled down. And bang. It hit the ground without a sound. But created ripples among the other leaves, making space for itself. Disappearing into the sea of leaves on the pathway.

Then it was clear. Before the rain started trickling down.

Invisible at first, you could only feel it on your skin. You could feel the leaves sighing together in union. Fluttering, dancing and celebrating its arrival. Waiting for it to sweep them off their feet and float them into another world. Another time.

She was back.


18 comments:

Billy said...

insightful poetic vibes indeed.

Parvati said...

With her is home it seems! :)

J said...

I can feel her.

Crunchy Weta said...

It was like she had never leaft.

Great poem... I'll be back.
Cheers
Glenn

shooting star said...

brilliant as usual

Sandy said...

How beautifully you capture the moment, you take us there let us feel the hush, sense the coming of the rain. Lovely moment, lovely writing. :)

dwaipayan said...

it's my 1st visit to ur blog..i came for the title... and i'm in love with this post.. u rock..with promises to come back i say..goodbye

Casablanca said...

And the blog sees another August. 2 years now!

But the blog sees YOU very seldom these days. Why so?

the wannabe indian punkster said...

She was back.

Huzzah.

:)

gulnaz said...

wow!!! a treat to come back too!

Deepali said...

could feel the leaves sighing together in union

And I sigh along with the wet earthy freshness it brings to mind.

She was back

:)

mermaid said...

Wonderful, peaceful metaphor for all of the souls that inhabit this earth, and that one soul that holds you spellbound.

I’ve missed you.

bert moth said...

This felt like a perfect homecoming here in Massachusetts. The contrast of words and sounds was palpable.

Free Spirit said...

Sigh. Love your work. Always have, always will.

Bidi-K said...

beautiful, and glad that she's back.

Aimless wanderings said...

My first time here..and I loved it..:)

csperez said...

first time here, linked from transient - your words have a hypnotic effect...

do you link up?

you can check my poetry, etc blog at

blindelephant.blogspot.com

stan laurel said...

Every time I read your prose, I can see things so clearly. You have an ability to write with a lens for us all to see. I'm sure you would be a great director.