invitation

look to nature -

to the flowers

and leaves,

to the stones

and the dirt,

to the drops of rain

and mountain dew,

to the calls of koels

and guttural croaks,

and you will find

only invitations -

a voice that speaks

without words,

a song that sings

without a tune,

a canvas that paints itself,

without form,

without hues,

a quilt woven seamlessly

on strings of a great love

and nothingness,

where everything

is welcome.