Visit To The Lake Poem by Vidya Pandarinath

Walking along the bank of the lake
I chanced to see things amusing :
The calm water reflected the bright sky
But the white birds constantly flew over
Searching for their favourite prey

There at a corner was the fruit - seller,
Who constantly waved away
The swarm of flies lingering between
His hand and the juicy fruit,
Not knowing which makes a better taste

Hiding half behind a tree
Was an unlicensed love-pair;
Neither of them was certain
What was being sought:
Both seemed to be in an outside world

An old couple, beyond age ,
Sat on a stone bench:
The woman beside, pulled in her man
As a mistaking beetle tried to drone
Into his toothless, open mouth

A croaking crow hopped on the branch
OF the banyan tree, not sure
Which way to fly: All seemed
Uncertain in a frame of certainty
I think I heard the lake whisper:
' What errand brings thee here ? '