Konehalli Farm Episode

In the damp cold wind;

After a shower of rains;

The landscape purely sedated with life;

Tender green shoots and myriad blooms shooting everywhere;

Miles and miles a golden green haze spread;

Birds chirping the joy of life;

Far away a Black buck majestically trots away.

On these rocks where the wolves gather,

And claim the night,

I feel profoundly at rest.