The river, it flows
The cool breeze, it blows
The lamps, they flicker and glow
The birds, they chirp and then they nest
The flowers they bloom, and their fragrance, it lingers
The river, it flows and it flows
As he sits
The sparse clouds, they traverse the wide expanse
The sky, it darkens and changes colour
The diamantine moon, it rises and it illuminates
The stars, they glimmer
The ripples in the water, they shimmer
As does a distant light on a mountain far away
And the river, it flows
Still he sits
And the hymns they chant, they chant
The bells, they chime and echo and die
And the thoughts they come and go
And the Truth momentarily dawns but quickly fades away
(for he is human, distracted in myriad ways)
And the river, it flows
Yet he sits
And the lamps, they flicker and glow
And the cool breeze, it refreshingly blows
While the ancient river, it continues its flow
And he sits
And he writes
And he sits
And he writes
Ending with a promise to be back
The last of a mini-series of 5 pieces penned in Rishikesh in November ’18.
Links to the earlier 4:
Loved it, Kunal!
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Thanks, D!
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Loved it totally π€.
Beautiful !!
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Thanks, friend!
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Pleasure always for ur words βΊοΈ
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Beautiful π
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Thank you, Tara ππ½
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Wonderful
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Thanks!!!
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Magnificient!
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Thank you, maβam!
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Beautiful….hope you do visit the place soon, for it is a pleasure to read about your reflections experienced there Kunal. Have a great week!
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Thank you, Radhika! Going again (doubtless!) early March… You have a wonderful week yourself!
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Ah… during Shivratri. Have a spiritual rejuvenation K!
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You guessed right! ππ½
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Soothing,
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Thanks! Thatβs what the place does…
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Yes, am in total agreement with you
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So, so, so, so wondrous. I am so happy that “He writes” — and shares. Thank You! loved every line – thank you for taking us to that place with you – the place in our heart which we touch through your words. What an amazing blessing. With much gratitude and love! Jai Ho! π
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Reads like a beautiful soothing song. Lovely, K!
…and, the river flows, he sits, and his heart sings…
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Indeed it does! Thank you!!
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Fabulous πππ
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Dhanyavaad π
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And the hymns they chant, they chant
The bells, they chime and echo and die
And the thoughts they come and go
And the Truth momentarily dawns but quickly fades away
(for he is human, distracted in a myriad ways)
And the river, it flows
Yet he sits
This is beautiful. Rishikesh brings out the poet in you, K!
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Thanks, N, it does! And thatβs one of the reasons I keep returning π
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Hello Kunal! Wanted to stop by and say thanks for the follow on I Write Her! Hope you enjoy your visits back. π
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Iβm sure I will! And I look forward to visiting again!
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