QUEST...

 

The secret syllables of life

Unleafs in you

Fugitive nameless memories

Behind the eyes

Gathering the moss of darkness

Winds playing with sand dunes

Unknown fears tied to the tongue

Dialogue of sands and pebbles

Life's stray desires in a twilight zone

Locked within grass flowers

The truth and lie of life faded from sight

Bewildered masked time...

Beware, a crevice, hidden in the rock

A whisper, a cry, laughter, the wind blows

Destiny waits within your fingers

Quest in your eyes, waiting for the spring...

Asoke Kumar Mitra

Publicado en la revista Ravencagezine