In Sync With The Chaos Within
In Sync With The Chaos Within
I sit by the French window
Leaning into the glass pane
My cheek flattening against the even surface
Sensing a flux in temperature
Its coolness against my warmth
Its smoothness against my suppleness
The tired eyes then fall upon the busy road
As my reflection transposes onto a thousand other travellers
My calm face and demeanour; a stark contrast to their agitated faces
Honking recklessly, waiting and wanting
Drenched in the rains, their patience flickering
I sit by the window
Holding close to me, a hot cup of tea
I see my own eyes
Those dark almond-hued pupils
That stubborn scar my brother gifted me on my fifth birthday
Those bushy brows, which I have grown to love
And that smile
Slightly upturn, towards the end
And then back to the frustrated visages
With beads of perspiration dripping by the second
As if standing-in for the sand-clock
Testing their patience
I see through the window
A sea of humanity
Honking recklessly, waiting
For the moment of their lives
Lights switching from red to yellow
Hands reaching out for the gear
Anxiously waiting for a change in sign
A twist in their fate
Which can push their luck
Steer their destiny
I feel a silken curl, loosen from my unkempt bun
Sliding down my crown
Brushing past my cheeks
Playing with my earrings
Twining and turning
I see the majestic white steam
Emerging from the red mug
Rising slowly, to the tunes of the invisible snake-charmer
Holding it close to my bosom
My finger feeling the perfect curve of its mouth and the arch of the handle
I see through the window
A sea of humanity
The cacophony of their windscreen wipers growing louder
Now zooming past each other
Unmindfully escaping through pretentious corners
Smirking their way out of the jigsaw puzzle
Out of this chaos
Out of this insanity
As if they have been delivered
After years of penance
A sense of relief enveloping their visage
But here I sit
In complete tranquillity
Not a sound to be heard
Not a word to be hurled
Just I, me, myself
And my hot cup of tea
Trying to find some peace within
My brain abuzz with activity
Giving wings to my thoughts
As they unleash themselves into the infinite universe