A cheerful trail under moonlit skies
Marching ants on wet mud slides
Woods echoing muffling our sounds
an occasional unknown shadow glides..
Treading persistent drenched to toes
with fireflies lighting ink black roadsinfested with longing for the unseen summit
Coaxing to climb on ..our thirsty souls :)
Masked in mud & mental satisfaction
we stepped inside the humble abode
beckoning the tired tempted folks
embracing us inside to its unpretentious board..
Stripping down into our innocent smiles
delightfully exhausted from the grind
soaking happily in the sense of coming Home
Heaven is here where our longings bind…As manure smeared spaces held our roots
we felt our souls lighten and our spirits heal
& in the warming casts of kerosene lamps
we fused together over a loving meal..
Then as most tired heads laid down on earths lap
we tiptoed down out into d dark to the awaiting pond
huddles together silently watching starry skies
feeling alive hearing the nature around..
And heres the most rewarding moment of it all
when we witnessed a tree dressed in scores of lights
like an awe filled bunch of grown up kids we froze
mersmerised oggling at what were ....hundreds of fireflies...
A little spontaneous account of the night trek i went to .. at Rajmachi in the onset of rains with Nisarga Brahman trek circle.The delight of watching the scores of fireflies lighting the pitch darkness during their mating time was mersmerising and uniquely pretty.. etched in my memory like a photograph.. forever.The images used here are ones clicked by Janardhan Iyer during the trek .
