It’s a pure night Moon and his light Painted on the stilled river’s canvas Attention seated deep inside the infinite ocean Whose depth I would never know But that which always I yonder in ‘Awe’ Tapaswi’s in their penance Have the set the stage of bliss Where I do nothing and become part of everything A moment stretched across two pauses Train of silence interlude by nature and its emotion Harmony of particles in being towards that one Yearning It’s a Sky that was never reached It’s a language that is thoughtless It’s a wind that is void of any medium If I need to speak of the unspoken If I would paint the colours beyond perception If Poems attempt to comprehend the ever incomprehensible I say none I paint dust I am in lose to find one feather Just I say Just I surrender Just I no more claim existence I love you My love lives in you Discovering in itself the meaning and being of it
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