Fleeting sparks

On a vacation trip to the Susunia hills Green paddy fields smiling outside Trees happy in the robes of silk Sun in the game of seek and hide Quite a long pine standing in front Light green looks like in your eyes Great banyan tree from a deep bough looking at me, in wonder-struck eyes Before our eyes the hills slowly move out narrating the stories of dense green curves In the sky graze the white lambs and cows In the branches, galore of whistling birds Fleeting sparks, from our petals and thorns Ephemeral light in the wings of herons