Seasons---Wandering mind

The current is pretty high today,
colour of water is muddy too,
water level is rising slowly,
may it engulf all the steps tonight.


some boats are tied with the steel railings in the ghats,
which seemed to be chatting with the small tides around.
a small boat slightly moving with the current, 
but the mother boat hold it close to its belly,
as if a mother hold her child close to her heart


its raining other side of the ghats,
but the breeze is rather kind enough to bring the 
rain drops close to your face, 
slow shower embrace your warm body now,
where the cool wind make you feel fresh again


thoughts ran at the speed of the ganges, 
as if there is no end of worries,
the sky is clear from clouds, 
but mist pulls the curtain down
along with the darkness 
boats are passing across the river as usual
but diyas appear as moving stars in Ganges.


several thoughts flow in mind
as if the diyas flow in the river
without any direction, 
but the currents moves it downstream


Have you ever heard the whispering of the river?
have you ever felt the embrace of rain?
could you ever hear the curses of darkness?
could you ever float your thoughts without your control,


it all happens, only when your mind roam in the heights of the sky,
like a child looses his control in the kite,
that touches the doors of heaven above,
where the kid look surprisingly
where he lost his beloved kite.......