By Surya
In his playful smile and
In an innocent eye
She got her chance to see it once!
Truly moved by the glimpse,
She travelled over her memories with him
And now she was able to find it there !
She walked pass in ecstasy cherishing all the beautiful moments
As they faded and dissipated.
Slowly forgetting her footsteps and her thoughts
Light and high
The breeze carried her along the rushing streams gliding pass the mountains rocks,
It was the place she had always known
It was the place she was truly from
As she looked around dazzled and astonished,
Sensing the kind of silence that exist only amidst the mountain rocks
She could perceive the essence of life- Beauty
As she moved closer to the golden shades of light piercing the heart shaped dense forest,
She Woke up, As she walked into her balcony, the sun was shining and there was love.
The doorbell rang and it sang the sounds of excitement for her and she rushed to the door, opens it , only to find out that he has left
He has not just left , he has left her with a note!
Staring at those empty walls, Contemplating what had just happened
with her hands trembling in fear ,
She knew, what the words within were capable of
Pulling up her courage, With an all knowing smile and a black blank eye,
She picked up the note.
And as she blew life to those symbols with her voice giving rise to the primal sounds
The lamps of thought lite up the vast stadium with colour sand shadows
And thus Began the seeking game with the fuming flames
The ankle chains tightening,
Drowning up and down the ocean choking to breath
Deceived by shadows and slaying with sounds
Moving far and far from it with his words
Reaching to the peaks of ignorance
In this imperfect dance
The might pleasure called pain was born out of love Pain is the pleasure that Makes the game seem like an undeniably addictive reality Encapsulated in the reflection , Seized by the brutal Authority of time , The reality of the game forgotten, Deprived of freedom suffering out of pleasure With all the will inside she dove into the fleeting tides and then she could she could see it! The place she had always known The places she was truly from But this time she sensed it through the deep stillness of the ocean Then she could again perceive the essence of life : Beauty The art of being ever new free of past and the old Alive through life and death As she closed her eyes ! She knew it would leave her again She knew it will lie to you , show you what's behind and take you to this place Few call it love Few call it death Few call it life Few call it the beyond Few call it the desireless Few call it the timeless Few call it the formless Few call it the eternal I call it home Love being the passage Bliss the perfume Home the Destination I am home now and I am alive!
By Surya
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