The Barking Dogs.

The Barking Dogs.

A Dog was barking fiercely

insecurity, fear and all.

Interwoven.

And an urgent need for self defence.

Soon there were barks

from far and near.

The same,

insecurity, fear….

They seemed uncontrolled.

I looked over; from my balcony.

Saw a seeming stranger to our place!

Dressed in garbs, old, stick in hand and a turban on head.

Walking ever so slowly,

unfazed by the dogs;

who had by now assembled in numbers.

All stray ofcourse!

He sat amidst them and looked at one of them.

Ever so gently,

his trembling hands,

began to stroke the one he could reach.

At first the barking increased frantically.

and then,

in an instant – silence!

he was still a stranger to them

but now…..

I saw the power of love!

O the barking dogs in the mind!

Ssshhhhhhh!

there is no stranger here

in ONE

and, THE ONE!

 

Deepti Vishwanath