Long Drive in the Moonlight

The car speeds
out of the city.
out of the bedlam
the grey
the chrome
the glass
the sterility
the mindless clamour.

Out into the countryside
the mustard fields
with their laughing flowers.
the mighty banyan
with their open arms.
the glow of lamps
from the houses
dotting the  plains
rushing past. 

Darkness
spreading quickly
thickly
like an ink stain
on old newsprint.
engulfing the fields
the pastures
the flowers
the banyan.
softly, lightly
blotting out the day.

the strains of the sitar,
the comfort of the black around,
the quiet of the dark around.
luminiscent pearl drop
of the moon
suffusing all with light.

the exquisite joy of the moment,
the innocent calm of the moment,
the clasp of the together moment
the memory chord moment,
the stuff of dream moment.
as we speed out of the
ancient boundaries of
walls of ancient cities.