In the hour of eclipse when the world went dark
several windows opened
in the squares of greenish luminescence
on this globe of earth making its diurnal rounds.
The shapes: squares, rectangles, circles, spheres, and planes...
all measurable with the mathematical certainty,
promised that the cosmos moved with predictability.
And all of a sudden in that dark hour
this single flower in the vase on my table
gained intuitive transparency.
It showed me all the delicate veins,
all the channels which carried the sap of life,
and the flower lived with a certainty.
What I thought was a fragility
was a life lived to its fullest possibility.
All its colors were encoded in the genes
and I listened to the subtle sounds of their harmony.
The cosmos embraced the flower and me.
That was the moment I felt I wasn't alone;
the flower and I were a part of the cosmic continuity.
SUSHAMA KARNIK (c)
several windows opened
in the squares of greenish luminescence
on this globe of earth making its diurnal rounds.
The shapes: squares, rectangles, circles, spheres, and planes...
all measurable with the mathematical certainty,
promised that the cosmos moved with predictability.
And all of a sudden in that dark hour
this single flower in the vase on my table
gained intuitive transparency.
It showed me all the delicate veins,
all the channels which carried the sap of life,
and the flower lived with a certainty.
What I thought was a fragility
was a life lived to its fullest possibility.
All its colors were encoded in the genes
and I listened to the subtle sounds of their harmony.
The cosmos embraced the flower and me.
That was the moment I felt I wasn't alone;
the flower and I were a part of the cosmic continuity.
SUSHAMA KARNIK (c)
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- Uhh, Your a very sensing Earthling & amazing poetress
I send smiles
You are Never alone...`))REPLY Aug 23, 2017 - Aug 23, 2017
- wow......you are delicate and wise and passionate and shy and push the boundaries the way all flowers and trees one day rise up through soil to show us their colors.......this is astounding. I am eclipsed by your poetic capabilities at times and I thank you for that Sushama
REPLY Aug 23, 2017 - Coming to the end of the trail
my time is near to say farewell.
i have reached the shore.
The sea calls, the vastness stuns
all the knots come undone.
There is peace, o peace everywhere!
All through the day
my shadow trailed
and footprints followed,
and i had not the time to erase the traces,
but my trailing shadow never failed
to remind that she too followed.
I do not have the heart to efface
the all time witness of my travails.REPLY
Genial! Bravo, Sushama! 👏👏
ReplyDeleteThank you; God bless you dear friend, @Sem Xtz
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