THE PAUSED STEPS 

how to explain; the secret of hydrous eye,

whole the life, the emotion walked 

on the ablaze path; after that; 

somewhere melted the

clouds condensed;

on the sky of 

my

chest, It's wet land of dreams; little tread 

carefully, a very delicate surface; 

more fragile than glass; 

in a little sound;

might be 

broken,

the

life desires your vital, blessed plosive -

proximity - - 

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

art by Barbara Rosenzweig