Friday, 23 December 2011


ACROBATIC SWIRL OF DRY LEAF

here the river loses the pride, ego,
self deception, gradually mixes
into the sea, goes silently
beneath the massive
waves, accepts
the rendition, 
the sky
looks, surprisingly her inclination !
on the way stony wharf, fixed 
vessel, the tree ficus
religiosa, offering
flowers, floating
lamp on the 
plantain 
stem, 
all receded far away as the soul -
left the corporal planet, when
autumn knocked the door
of nature nobody has 
the crypto - lane, 
the desires 
become
on that
moment the pale, stale, dry leaves 
falling down the surface in 
acrobatic way, blues
laughs loudly, the 
wind has no 
certain 
destination, who knows where to 
continue the travel of life,
the floating on the 
wind, looks too
beautiful,
river now into the dense chest of 
ocean, forgetting gradually 
the address of origin, 
now her identity 
has different 
look, it's
destiny !

--- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/