The trembling breeze,

The rustle of leaves,

The cooing of birds,

The droning buzz of flies,

The babbling of brooks,

The melody of the wind,

The pouring of rain

Nature’s pre-dawn concert,

a vibration of fleeting moments.

A single chord of stillness runs through the universe,

An endless hum, 

through which Nature whispers

in the voice of God. AUM. 

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About Chaitali Sengupta

Chaitali Sengupta is a writer and a poet by passion, a financial analyst and a language teacher by profession. She’s a translator and volunteer journalist, based in the Netherlands. “Cross Stitched words”, her debut collection of prose-poems, has been recently published by SETU publications, USA. Her two translated works (from Bengali to English) are “Quiet whispers of our heart” & “A thousand words of heart”. She has contributed largely to esteemed international anthologies and online/print literary journals, including Café dissensus, Different Truths, Borderless Journal, Muse India. Her translation of a human interest documentary for the Dutch TV channel was widely appreciated.

7 thoughts on “Aum

  1. Chaitali

    Brindha, very glad to know you liked the poem.Thank you!! I tried to keep it simple, just noting down what I feel when I am on my walks.


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