Kindness

If only I could describe kindness

I’d render it in detail, describing

Nature’s sounds of harmony.

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Admire snowy clouds that sweep over

Tall mountains in humility.

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Hear the melody of the wind,

Rustling through the canopy of trees,

Touching each nook and cranny gently.

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Auscultate the forest floor’s murmurs

As it breathes life into golden

Coloured leaves dance merrily

To its autumnal choir.

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Harken to the birds chirping in revelry.

Give heed to the musical stream

 Burbling over branches.

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 Eavesdrop the spring’s lively chatter

While it ripples and cascades over boulders,

 And hillocks gushing into the estuary.

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Lend a ear to the brook’s gentle babble

 over pebbles,

And glance at  twigs circling in eddies.

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Hearken to the  loch’s  serene whisper to the  Boatswain lost in the fragrance of morning mist solitary.

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Observe the mellifluous river, lapping the sides of vessels

 Telling tales of travellers crossing shores busy.

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Listen to the jewel- blue waves crash over crags,

and then recede.

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 Notice how the rains soothing rhythm

Bathes parched land, releasing pertrichor,

The earthy odour that helps us forget our worries.

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© Mumtaz N Khorakiwala

17-1-2021

Picture courtesy: Peter Jan 

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