My decision is not new,since
I have learnt to decide,
nor my inner self trouble,
since I have learnt to analyse;
it is easier now to get over feelings
hurt or saddened,painfully burdened-
I walked and walked and walked,
and thought…one more step and
I would reach the pure water spring,
brief known journey came to an end,
my feet touched Mother Earth-
it was a beautiful afternoon
there was a time I had transport in which,
I would be dropping friends,colleagues and their kids
that was my time, I could do that
that was my memory,this,my experience,
that came wafting touching the clayey frame,
painlessly, then flooding the heart-
I stood for a while, looking,
as the water flowed,in the river
under the bridge, the vulnerable bridge…why are
bridges made? to connect? No. To break connections?
cannot say,well , just to pass over to the other end-
looking at the Korang River, for a while I lost
sense of time-the water flowed and I stood still-
water always did,it always will, sometimes high
sometimes low-I did not know where
to go, I did not feel the Earth under my feet
how long was I,present in that small seat,
moments not long,but the last ever to be
I saw Nothingness staring back at me-
till I could no more see, nothing red,
till the trembling subsided,nothing white, nor blue..
Hey you? can I drop you?many cars
passed, people stared through
the windows,unsmiling faces raced by
hurrying to their destinations. and why ?
a strange lady with a bag, changing hands,
shifting the load, had to be carried,
walking all by herself looking peaceful
but carrying a turbulent storm
‘turn now,move on,like the river, be like
the bridge,connect and remain in quietude
I walked…felt numb, thoughtless with acceptance,
happy moments are brief,short lived,yet they come
leaving fleeting memories-
walking helped the heavy spirit but lightened
not the load…mistake mistake mistake-
‘you crossed the line-turn turn turn’
walk walk walk…till you can…
the sun came closer,
pouring love with its rays,drenching me
in a comforting warmth
Nature Loves us deeply, we know not…
I turned stepped on,step by step,step by step
distance unmeasured, no desert can be measured
deserted desert ,mirage unseen,
This is The Unseen
The Nothingness became visible,
I walked -I felt Peace
I saw the Unseen I saw Peace I saw love descending
from above-then more -the resurrection, the road the river
and I were moving,walking flowing together
in the same…..direction
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