If only I could describe kindness
I’d render it in detail, describing
Nature’s sounds of harmony.
Admire snowy clouds that sweep over
Tall mountains in humility.
Hear the melody of the wind,
Rustling through the canopy of trees,
Touching each nook and cranny gently.
Auscultate the forest floor’s murmurs
As it breathes life into golden
Coloured leaves dance merrily
To its autumnal choir.
Harken to the birds chirping in revelry.
Give heed to the musical stream
Burbling over branches.
Eavesdrop the spring’s lively chatter
While it ripples and cascades over boulders,
And hillocks gushing into the estuary.
Lend a ear to the brook’s gentle babble
And glance at twigs circling in eddies.
Hearken to the loch’s serene whisper to the Boatswain lost in the fragrance of morning mist solitary.
Observe the mellifluous river, lapping the sides of vessels
Telling tales of travellers crossing shores busy.
Listen to the jewel- blue waves crash over crags,
and then recede.
Notice how the rains soothing rhythm
Bathes parched land, releasing pertrichor,
The earthy odour that helps us forget our worries.
© Mumtaz N Khorakiwala
Picture courtesy: Peter Jan