When time is on a break…
And the hands of the clock no longer count.
What is it?
A break.
A pause.
A look into ‘me’.
Have we just sat and gazed at the sky ?
Looking at the beauty around us ……dumbstruck at the creation of the universe.
What is it?
To sit hushed and think nothing.
Look at the leaves, peer into the wilderness.
The stark walls of the mountains. A witness to the centuries of human drama.
The flowing river.
Akin to us meandering through our destinies.
What is it?
To sit still and do nothing.
The silence which speaks volumes.
Embracing us with its quietude.
Saying, ‘listen to me too’.
What is it?
To be one with the vast vistas of solitude.
To be lulled into tranquillity.
To sit and just be.
Have we forgotten?
Do we cherish?
The golden silence.
The idle moments.
The precious do-nothing time.
Preeta Chag 