Changing seasons Standing time

Seasons change winds loose steam

Clouds get lost in the arc of blue

From end to end now a bluest blue

Fading green on the ground below

Colours start weaving delicate trims

Linger a little in a fiery bloom

Turning trees to a piece of art

On a canvas wide eyes can’t seize

Air is crackling with fragrance rare

Faint and sublime in a finest trace

One needs to shut everything down

Look everywhere but find inside

Beauty of life earth and sky

And inhale in the precious joy

As ethereal galloping transient time

Stops for a moment in a longest trice

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar