where thoughts
blow around
so fast
everything
is a airy whoosh
of white
it takes such
a long time
for things
to return
to normal
so long
before
I come back
to myself
when I am
so happy
to see
this bright
red black
and brown
giant Malabar
squirrel
go past
my neighbour’s
verandah
and there is
Mani’s quiet
laughter
from his house
before silence
so pure
I feel I am
water
then this bird
starts whistling
and it sounds
so beautiful
so enchanting
I am lifted
into the morning’s
wet skies
where I flow
in ecstasy.