DESIRED DESTINATION
-
Manas Bakshi (India)
Eternal
cyclical waves
Of
life and death.
Flood
water recedes
Leaving
behind alluvial deposits.
Soft
and frail -- it's clay
Existing
at the mercy of time,
Incessant
water may wash it off anytime
In
the dissonance of an incomplete rhyme!
Grapple
with it right now --
Unravel
its essence
And
mould it your own way
To
see a figure or an idol is shaped;
Burnt,
hardened and purified till
A
pattern's lively to justify itself
In
exploration of
A
Universal self,
In
search of liberation
From
worldly bondage.
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