I am in a hurry … — A Sonnet
I am in a hurry and let known things pass,
The wind into strangeness of the unknown;
Familiar stream has yet to find time’s flow,
Bird with colourful wings the flights unflown.
The mirror reflects itself behind the glass
And sees own image that has another eye;
Overhead appears a rainbow at noon,
Cloud and sun working for halo in the sky.
I wait for sounds echoing in the deep hush,
Steal tranquil tunes from the baton made of wood;
Swift strikes the muse with spontaneous sonnets,
Rhymes by another sense to be understood.
I am in a hurry to hail the laughter,
Oh, only utter loveliness hereafter!
31 August 2026
“All music is only the sound of his laughter”
Featured Image: 31 August 2026
Rainbow in the Sky at Noon at the Ashram Dining Room, Pondicherry. The splendorous circular Halo was there for about an hour. Such utter beauty created by the Sun and the loaded Cloud!

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