When reality begins to evade us, as if behind a veil; as an artist my eye catches those subtle apparently fleeting moments. Each picture appears to present a reality augmented by imagination, but as the Black Babul eternally stands by the waters, the inverted image is for real.
I live on my own by the waters…..
I look at the water and in it I see me, day and night dancing, swaying, twisting , turning , shimmering , at the beck and call of each breath of the depths, as they breathe high and low or settle into just a shiver. I live on my own by the waters. No one need protect me. My thorns might prick, but I live and let live. The Arabica gum oozes out of me with a fragrance so sweet. Many a medicines are made .The blue Kingfisher and its friends flap their wings and nestle into me. The winds caress my leafless branches as I bow down and serve. I am the Black Babul.
Kavita Jaiswal
The Keoladeo National Park formerly known as the Bharatpur Bird Sanctuary ,Rajasthan
June 19th 2013
