By the Backwaters

my eyes
meander along
the shimmering ribbon
of blue, stretched thin;
long, slender fingers
of turquoise backwaters
run in to caress
my wispy mind
that's lost forever
in the velvet green;
buffaloes soak
in the warm sun
wading lazily
through glistening waters;
egrets and cormorants
step daintily
on the water's edge,
to dip their pointed beaks
for a drink or fish;
ducks a-swim
against the tide,
two birds in a tango
as they glide in flight;
silken reeds wave and dance
as the wind sweeps over,
seaweed afloat
as ripples move over;
my eyes drawn to watch
the calm waters forever,
my heart feels full
with no desire.