Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Indian Summer

Parched land
thirsting for rain.
Dry, dusty landscapes,
wan, brown trees.
Dried up lakes
River skeletons with the stones showing..
Clear blue skies
with nary a dark cloud..
And in the midst of this all
A solitary cuckoo,
Invoking the Rain-God,
with piteous hoarse cries..
An Indian Summer...