The sudden splashes in bowls; and beads strung
in an old shop; bushy headed carrots flung
into a bin, crumpled candy wrappers;
and someone’s rainbow load of laundry hung
out far across the road; small, flapping hands
of winds on the red silk cotton blooms; brands
stacked on store shelves; slippers outside a door.I’ve travelled far in search of foreign lands.
Happy Holi/spring, whichever you are celebrating today!