Panchpokhari, November 2021 Let me graze in my space Leave me at peace And all will be well! As it is supposed to be But then you want trouble Everyone wants trouble, no? Don’t you? Not that they are wanted But they come chasing anyways Somewhere around the bend Just when all the troubles were away Simply following the lead Leads coming from wherever Who knows But there was a perfect day No it was a perfect shade No no it was perfect time No no it was the air The loss of sense of time Or was it the dimness of the sun Sitting by the foothills All the stress magically dissolved away Comfort sinking in even if for a bit As coincidences coincide It is a time when you can rejoice in simply being Participation mystique they say But it is true what it is that they say Yes let me graze in my space Leave me at peace And all will be well! As it is supposed to be But then you want trou...