I sit in calmness
watching river flow
in slow rippling mode
showing contours within
depth of river bed
which carries my thoughts
in series of process
wrap with too much love,
fascination firing hopes
then I smile I saw cricket
floating not alarm at all
going with flow with erect
antennae, as if searching
good place to land for a day
should I be her, am content
you should be too I consider
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