Goobe Mari

Contentment is beautiful in itself but when it shines bright through the big-coal eyes of a owlet, as it slowly gracefully turns its head to look into your eyes, blinks a few times and tucks itself further into the cozys of the hollowed tree branch...well, you just want to cry.

[The owlet that made my day this morning at Lalbagh. It also did leave a few others rather confused as to whether an early morning sighting of a 'goobe' isnt the harbinger of bad...some consoled themselves that 'owlet' is good omen while 'goobe' means bad, so most people paid him respects and left in a hurry before the 'owlet' changed its mind about good and bad ! ]

shiny coal eyes browed white

mystical little owlet grey and white

carrying with it the stillness,

in the slow turn of his head

in its restful blinks it transcends your being

such contentment and peace,

such ease that leaves you shaken