Yelagiri : Homecoming

A full moon hangs over hills
pale white glow of the sky is marred by blind bats.
Darkness deepens
as pin points of filament lamp glint from homesteads in the village.
A solitary bus blinks
it drudges uphill the serpentine road
bringing people to the town.
A solitary figure walks in the dark path
under trees thick with hanging bats.
Torch light bobs about as the traveler
walks to his home at the curve of the hill.
Barks of dogs greet him
setting awake the night
and a family.