A Morning in Pondy

It was a long while

since I hit the shores

and here I was 

standing on the bay

walking, talking 

all alone 

in the serene 

auro beach one morning

I was there before the sun

I woke up before him

to welcome him to the world

of 'not enoughs'

with not enough light

and to lit 

fishermen seemed very busy

in their own routine 

of catching not-the-fish

but their food 

by loading their boats 

with again not-enoughs

of desires and demands

of those on the luxury land

becoming sel(f)ish

with life on control

a walk towards the serenity

perhaps, untied the best

to feel, to joy

to more

that it takes me to the new

breaking the barriers 

of self and the imagined

with an open mind

to see  

they waited for the light

and for their stuff

to make it a deal

not to lose hope 

and the sun peeked out

to see those fishermen

and the world

to protect 

and gift them good 

making it colorful

like gold

like afresh, anew

spreading through the day

of many million lives

a richness to live 

waves carry light

all the times

oscillating like life

back and forth

till the edge 

until it is absorbed 

by the world 

people often get enlightened

going by its phenomenon

perhaps the only reason

why they crave for it

every day, every life 

a time comes

for us to return to our world

out of the trance

enjoyed enough

without knowing 'not enoughs' 

in the other world

and we tend to leave 

no indications

of where we were

and what we did

and why 

we often look back

and try to recall

those moments

of trance and gold

to be sure of

going back 

perhaps

one more time 

visioning what it is

on a long walk on a long beach

here I am 

back to my own 

journey of life!

Srik

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