This empty mind

.

This air

This architecture

This land

This culture of sparrows, dogs and all my mates

This empty mind

.

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Flying high… Diving deep

4th May, MMXVIII

The last straw of a wedded life evaporates in thin air.

.

Breath-come to me now,

It’s been a long wait

Since I could sense you

Bequeath me your glory

And,

Let me fly high and high

To see the unseen

.

.THE SKY.

Waters, come to me now

For I yearn to dive deep in your care

Let me dive deeply and deeply

To see the unseen

.

.THE WATERS.

 

Dancing sunlight

In the prism of sunlight

I perceive the path

Of

A solitary wave

Which

Touched me on the shore of a mighty

Ocean

It’s dancing movement

Enraptures my vision

And

Weaves the neatly-arrayed petals of

A moonlight-basked

Sunflower

.

Hearing the waves’ breathe

I’m waiting to

Hear your breath

O, Oceanic waves…

Where your breath shall soothe my

Ever-craving ears

To look past the bygone moments

And

Walk alongside your meandering movement

Caressing your troughs and crests

Picking up a few blossoms of bubbles

Just here and there

Call me!

Be my host!

Silence of the waves

Hearing a twittering mate

Thanking the blue ocean of sky

Meeting eye to eye the bearded man

Speaking in silence with the words of the “mirage”

Ah! Those ethereal waves-I long for you

Speak to me

In your silence

And

I will craft my voice

In my silence

To allow the souls to speak

Of the wave

Of mine