Reposing in Tranquillity

mirages of cool blue mountains afar
seen with senses within thoughts
from eyes of a seer sitting inside
palm fronds thatched roofed homes

rain falls incessantly
falling from roofs forming clear puddles
around huts, creating shallow moats
she lazes on mat, pondering

rain falls on, like gentle lullaby
drowning her thoughts in drums
made on bamboo leaves
easy, like loving whispers

She sleeps in peaceful slumber
thoughts of sadness drown
in natures soothing voices
its gloriousness supreme.