1
Do not look for a story
Look for a landscape
A sudden breeze
Some falling leaves
The pilgrim moon
And the torpid sun
Look for the canvas life
With hues of untamed reds
And running blues
Strange parallels
Paradoxical convergence
At some infinite point…
No story, no sequel
Just a landscape life
2
Lazy sunrise rubs its shoulders
Against the tanned back of the sand stone wall
Deep into the depths of morning
Darkness sets its gloom
Slow sunset washes away
The last streak of light from the white lilies
Sombre evening looks up at the grammar of action
With questions, exclamations and commas
Time to sit around the fire
A purple lipped glass
Glimmering butterfly thoughts rising and falling
With the cloud of pink bubbles
Nothingness warbling sweet notes
Of eternity, constants and variables…
Death and deathless life
Summed up within the cascading music
Of your panoramic eyes
And all the stories of
Yesterdays and tomorrows
Within a fragile glass
Friday, October 16, 2009
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