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A Visit to Lake - (For Now)

Early last month, the sense was chaotic. On contrast watching people go to their businesses on a relatively cloudy day, a sudden thrush was beginning of climate change in this region, I was unsure of visiting lake (artificially developed) Sector 42, Chandigarh. 

The nature has serenity, there is little excuse for a poet. Few timid steps were to escape the formalities like greeting at entrance or stand before marvelous structures, nevertheless I am ardent devotee of Chandigarh architecture. Nothing further let me escape a heron's silent walk across grass, fresh cut grass, water seeping beneath a bridge and ignoring the oblivion an honest urge to reach the waters first.

The lake as it is stood beautiful without a reflection of clouds or sky, bounded by sitting platform which one reminds of comfort and invigorating view. Otherwise undulating with one so serene, from the uppermost platform the eye travels from this shore to last filled with hues. The poem has to be born and "For Now" is earlier been published by Readomania. Link Here .

Smiles light
glances avoided,
synonymous with silent waters
I become,
treading almost agape in between
as lotus bloom.

My choices are less
even whiff of fresh cut grass
or dust mites escape not
the usual clamor
tepid on forgiving mostly.

A part half is done
day is riding
steadily with the axis
if never this be serendipity.

I have spoken
give me a story and said
what does not shrill
the sight of becoming
for now, this low this high.

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