almost impossibly,

declining sun shades shifting pale pastels,

big fish jump & flop,

Ganga lap-laps

bells undulate round sounds down from the ashram

cows amble doe-eyed along the bridge

monkeys scrutinize the scene from suspension wires,

Vandip sits in front of me, happy,

thinking of nothing at all.

body erect &

swaying with his mantra’s meter,

mind clear &

lit from within.

lakshman jhula, india, february 2001