Grounded

                                                     The seasons change .                And what a range .                        The trees with different hues . Sometimes a sunny day and some days all gloom.                                The flowers wilt and bloom.         The fields blossom and at times shrink .                                            We go out in a weather so dry , at times wet .                                    And at times on the brink .

It’s  only the ground the rawness of the Mother Earth .                         That is constant doesn’t change .                            Grounded since ages-since it’s birth !! 

Ganga series

The changing hues of the sky.                                                        Just like the changing views of reality.                                         The river Ganga flows deep and calm.                                           The view to all senses is a soothing balm                                            Well knowing where she has to go.                                                  And come rain or shine she is in the flow                                                              With the greenery around whole place is lit  in the sunset glow