A Soul Change Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

In the river there was utter confusion
The boulders were not all that sure
And the hot brown sand felt disoriented.
They saw the Sunday bazaar on the banks
The images were there, those shadows
That played in the walls of the holes
Filled with darkness where was sand
That now removes fear of darkness elsewhere.
The shallow waters dealt with the bridge
On which people went up and down.
The grass swayed gently on the bed
When the wind called in the noon.
Everything was the same, even the buffalos
And their eyes were vacant as always.
The water was green and cool
Only the machines no longer whirred
And their men no more shouted in the wind.
The boulders wondered, everything the same,
Why only the water felt different this time.