By Deepti Talwar
Bloated and beguiled
as my spirit floats by
yonder away
Across woods, and valleys
meadows, and grasslands
adrift near and far
by the rivers and isles
from and towards the lands lighter
and with heavy populace
touching & absorbing
keenly in the many elements
soaking in the seeping life…
whatever they have got
to say…
Whisperers of truth
Behind jewels of bedecked duality
Shut tight at night
lighter in the early day
A delirious affair by the
Setting evening
With the orange umbrella
of the newness at fresher dawn
The tower clock of existence
A continuum of absolute reality
Only changing shades…
Appearances are garbs
With the dust of eons a many
What then drives them emphatically?
Hidden behind giving it soul
& sustenance
Glowing beneath surface life aglow
Raining ambrosial energy under sweating brows
Silent behind a still & quiet living
Breathing the ebbing away breaths
The Life of lives;
The Creator; Of this bonfire of Life!