The Bliss Of Drifting Poem by Ajay Seshadri

Child like in dance
You romp about in glee,
You live for today
without anxiety.

You have no mind
You live outside,
With your hands stretched
and a smile that's wide.

Noises emanate
from your persona,
Intoxicated deeply;
In fragrance and aroma

Flowers smile at you
Laughing away without aim,
Nothing bothers you;
Not even life's game.

Astonishing me
I note what I see,
In the stillness of it all
You harbour in glee.

Lost in nature's resort
In refuge of peace,
From the doctrine of illusion
I am released.

I learn from you
an epitome of vivacity,
The flower of childhood;
Blossoms in tranquility.

The child in me
With you to play,
Feels free to romp
Dancing away.

No thoughts in ruin
I'm alive as before,
I can't ask again
For anything once more.

We hold hands as infants
The two of us play,
I'm a child, no more an adult
Having learnt to sway.