By Geetali Sonak
The ethereal language of my soul,
Euphorically absolved in the ocean,
Forged a pulse — a force,
Transcending into my spirit,
That the ocean everlastingly heralded.
The very light upon me
Set forth my laughter with the blithe of the wind,
As a ripple upon the breath of dawn.
The refulgence intricately carved me an aura,
Harmonizing alchemy, weaving my roots,
Excavating beauty in my profound resonance,
Echoing, reverberating at my gorgeous vibration,
While I rose anew — as I became the altar,
Amidst the dance into my own light,
All amid that cosmic exhale.
Blazing in the embrace of the ever-so-touching ignition —
And oh! the embers around emulsified into the flame.
Once encapsulated by the enlightenment of that celestial heartbeat,
That thrived in the untethered, yet unrelentingly swallowed essence…
Vigilance beneath the caressing gaze of the silver crescent,
As its amalgamation of stardust — that is I —
Exulted by the awakening of my spiritual realm in its entirety.
After all, what am I if not mere stardust?