My other friends

the chirping of small birds
all uninvited 
the monotonous sound of cricket
the roaming around of butterflies
near the new flowers
which were not there last night
which saw a new day
a new world
in the laps of their mothers
Wow!
i was looking at the trees,the creepers
of my small garden
the hibiscus the marigold   
but 
today i looked at them
with a purpose
with a peaceful poise 
the rain soaked leaves 
and the droplets
the all clean leaves after the rain
looking like  they were ready for the show!
the greenery
the exuberance 
the liveliness
touching my heart! 
now out in the garden
i was gauging their growth stories
their taking food from roots
the xylem and phloem 
and the photosynthesis 
their processes of living 
their growing with me 
in the same campus, same piece of land 
for quite a few years 
their feeling happy with cool breeze
when i am happy 
and 
their standstillness 
when i was at pains
talking to me in silence 
i hugged my other friends 
who reciprocated 
with a soothing movement of their tiny branches
and droplets embracing my face,my soul!