QUIETUDE

QUIETUDE

Brittle crackle of dry leaves
Squirrels at pesky play
The whirring of wings
The muffled thud of bark
Deer and buck quietly grazing
In the dappled white light
Tiny ants on a tryst
Amidst huge dry logs
Clouds gazing in the pond
A far away song
Stones in silence
Basking in the sun
Immobile*.....
Peace smiling at me
From Thy myriad faces I see

P.S - A few lines jotted during a quiet, divine hour I spent alone in the woods at the IIT Madras campus. The word "Immobile" is used to suggest the stillness I experienced- but it also denotes the peace I enjoyed without my mobile phone !