Jungle Safari


The alphabet-

hanging from the tall trees,

in leaf shape-


in jungle scent

of wild flowers and beasts-

being left

in scrawls and doodles of

elephant dung-

pug-marks of big cats-

in the image

of the lone gaur*

at a salt-pit,

gently formed a sentence

of a language

hitherto unknown to me.

With the freshness

of a new learner

I’ve vowed

to learn the lingo by heart.

So, there lies the path

and begins

a new journey.

*Indian Bison

Posted for my prompt ~ Journey @ Poets United Midweek Motif