Silence

Silence

The clock ticks

Reminding of the movement

Set in motion

Under whose plan or will?

The rising Sun

Seen day after day

Eternal as though

A stark witness

To the movements herein

The rising waves,

Who impels them?

For whom do they rise and fall

Tirelessly

Sometimes graceful,

Other times not!

The hills, the lakes, the snow,

The meadows, the forests

Oh! So much … All in motion

How can life be finite?

When every aspect of it is infinite!

And Now, I hear the silence!

Between the two tick ….. tick!

Ah! The joy of Silence!

 

– Deepti Vishwanath

 

When a leaf fell

When a leaf fell

A yellow leaf on a branch

Saw the few yet green

Somehow did not see

The many that were yellow.

Knowing intuitively

and fearing,

It’s time has come –

For the Great Fall.

Wondered,

Am I ready for the call?

It looked only at the green leaves

envying their vibrancy

Why did I turn yellow at all?

The fall, is now inevitable,

It recognised.

The branch was thrusting it out.

The leaf so wanted to hold on,

But, alas!

The force was only from one side -the branch.

The yellow leaf pondered quickly,

Can I trust the air?

Will it take me to a place

Where I rest and be embraced

With warmth and no fear?

And it shuddered, when it wondered,

Should I surrender to the wind?

Or, Should I resist the wind?

A question it had no answer for.

Those already fallen could not reach the branch anymore,

and relate their tale of how it felt when they fell

And those on the tree, did not even suspect the fall.

And then,

It started falling…

And the yellow leaf suddenly realized,

The only resistance it could offer is the weight of its own self that it carried..

The wind was kind,

as the leaf dried up, weight gone..

It knew instantly..

it will survive, without the tree!

Merged with the soil, it will nourish the tree..

 

© Deepti Vishwanath.  Photo courtesy- Vishwanath Tekur

Weaving

A couple of years ago! Suddenly saw this.. Was still getting my hand at an amateur semi-auto canon camera.. But,  nevertheless, the weave has always remained one of my favorite captures.. 



All © Deepti Vishwanath 

Some archived shoots..

@ Pangong Lake, Leh-Ladhak. Situated at the height of about 14,270 ft.  It is an endorheic lake along the Indo China border.  A part of the lake falls in India and a part in China. Despite being salt water lake, it completely freezes during winters.. The lake is about 5kms wide at its broades and 134 kms long. 

A local returning home from a day’s work with her sheep.  @ Nubra Valley. 

World Photography Day

My recent favorites on the occasion of the World Photography Day.  #WPD

Dawn at River Ganges in the ancient, beautiful city of Benaras, also called Varanasi.


Fishermen’s boats docked at sunrise.. #Benaras 


The capture of the flag bordering the Sun and the faint distant star @Benaras Ghat

I will

I will

I will let the world go by, like waters in a river..

Why will I hold on to it?

what for ever flows ..

i will step side to see the flow

where does it all go,

to which ocean does this life merge?

if all this was only nothing

then

anyways, why will I hold to it?

i will let it go

yes. I will let it go,

to return back

to my wakefulness

when I let the world go,

i live,

eternally..

let it go.

To live.

 

 

 

 

 

Dance

Dance

Let us dance

with the movement of the winds

the songs of the rivers

the earth our theatre

the skies our audience

and all

the birds, caterpillars, butterflies

o come be my companion!

let us dance

feeling our breaths

for Life

certainly

is worthy of a great performance!

© Deepti Vishwanath

Pic courtesy-web