FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

the hours passed
i was just sitting
just sitting and the hours
passed
as i did not bother looking
at my watch
and time too in its patience
with all my
curiosities
in those dwindling pathways
of thought
and provocations
self-imposed like a punishment
of myself
for doing something less than
perfect
intolerant still of my shortcomings
i am and will always
be forgiven
for growing the white beards
putting more wrinkles to
my hands,
listening, passive, doing nothing
and by being so
have completed
everything, in
a longing that longs
no more....