I stopped by the car doctor,
To treat my ailing car to its old self
While waiting for the car to run ship shape
I gazed at the town and marveled its restive face.
A nice cool breeze brushed past me,
Nudging the dry leaves to fly with the busy bee.
Under a shady tree frolicked a filly enjoying leisurely,
When a lady in cotton sari, took a baying sheep casually
As if dropping her to a new school and not shearing her wool
A relaxed gramps cycled a young tod to his playmate,
He is enjoying a lollipop, looking forward to his play date.
Two girlfriends walked past talking spiritedly
Maybe thinking about their future vividly.
A potter was making a pot on the potter’s wheel
Meditating, maybe praising the God
For painting the sky so azure blue .
The sun was playing hide and seek with me today
Sometimes he sparkled and sometimes he hid.
Letting me wonder the sukun of this rustic town
With no hurries and worries of the future
Relishing the day as it came.
