Sharad Poornima
The full moon in October!
The bright but yellow and large, moon rose in the east reflecting in the pond just behind the hillock. The lotus had all their petal closed ready for night. Frogs were in plenty and ready for their gala orchestra.
Meenakshi, the dog from the ashram sat on the step of the Bhagavan’s temple as the night grew leaving only silhouettes and bright sky. There was slight nip in the air as the hot Kerala experienced its winter. A mail train passed by whistling as it crossed the Ashram. It was all quiet. Ashram had no visitors. I was the only one. Swami
Janananda came out of his hall and stood looking out. There was silence, but a vibrant one!
