almost impossibly,

declining sun shades shifting pale pastels,

big fish jump & flop,

            Ganga lap-laps

bells undulate round sounds down from the ashram

cows amble doe-eyed along the bridge

            monkeys scrutinize the scene from suspension wires,

Vandip sits in front of me, happy,

            thinking of nothing at all.

                        body erect &

            swaying with his mantra’s meter,

                        mind clear &

            lit from within.

 

 

lakshman jhula, india, february 2001