The Fog

When I reached in the fog

For the first time

Do I say it was an encounter?

I just got awake and came out

And lost my senses

By seeing the silky transparent curtain

The sun was as soothing as the silver moon

On a full moon day

Charged and energized by the scene

I started towards the fog to reach at it

But to my surprise

The fog was getting ahead beyond my reach

All was very clear to me

Where I was standing

And behind me?-it was again the fog!

My way ahead and my way behind

Was as if blocked

I decided to go ahead to reach the fog

And geared myself

From behind the silky curtain

Were appearing the milky bushes, the milky trees,

The milky way

And among these was I

Traveling along as if wearing magical glasses

The sun was changing its colours

And I remained staring at it

It was turning golden

And the fog began to recede

Beyond the mountains

How could I reach there?

I laughed, turned back

To see handful of pearls

Scattering near my feet

I tried to catch them

And saw a wagging glossy leaf

Over which was falling

A garland of dewdrops…