Painting the sky, in ochre…

It’s wondrous,
She who has renounced worldly matters,
Still influences the world.
The sea around is probably ravenous,
Seething with turmoil and tumult,
But she walks along the shore ,
Unmoved and unfazed,
A walking embodiment of Stillness.
The sky is changing colours,
But she emanates just one hue,
A blazing orange or rather “ochre “…
The purity of her Being is all that
On the Boulders,
Dark in their silhouettes and,
Dark on the surface.
It’s not the usual interplay between
White and Black ,
Today I behold ,
The magical mingling of
” Ochre ” with all the colours in the palette,
Of the Universe..

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