this chapter

this chapter

our balcony plants were drizzled with rainwater last night.
i woke up to find liquid kisses on smiling leaves.

.

with every house we've moved
there's always a distinctness.
like the beginning and end of a little era.
changing and evolving something
in me and the way we live.
changes that seem subtle on the outside
but which the heart knows is cardinal.

i see it in the pages of my memory
in the narration of my words,
and even in the colors of my photographs.
evidences and nuances all there
waiting to retrace our unfolding journey.

.

since coming to this house
i feel more nearer to the stars
on a clear night, their song twinkles
unobstructed and removed from tall buildings and city lights.
and on days watercolored with gray clouds
the hills are tumbling with wild poetry
and turning moss colored with every fall of rain.

i’m living my days more intimately with saanjh
making rituals, telling stories and
watching the world outside our window by each other's side.
capturing our everyday more devotedly in photographs
(thanks to our new camera and the breadth of this house).

there's so much i’m in love with.

but i’m also living isolated.
with no one to share the joy born of all that love.
except for my soulmate, i rarely have adult conversations.
the world around me seems ever-busy for heartfelt conversations of the erstwhile kind.
and since i’m not made for causal ones, my heart remains mute.

so i let it whisper through my words here, even if no one's reading.
wrap it in my prayers and cast it into the universe.

and continue to live this chapter, pursuing my karma.

. . .

friday late noon
the twenty fourth
jyeṣṭha