Hema Ravi

Idyll

sudden brightness...
snow white geese
heading south

In this quiet neighborhood, the kitchen window is my outlet to the world, the cookie cutter homes, ever enchanting. The young mother beguiles her baby with soap bubbles, the little one runs after the iridescent circles for a while, suddenly wishes to wander off on its own. Soon, the mother starts to play ball, the baby wants to enter home through the garden gate. Gently holding its hand, she takes it for a stroll in the condominium, exchanging pleasantries with the elderly woman on the patio across.

Sunday evening...
my dog wants me
to throw the ball once more