a knock full of incense, alike falling
drop by drop the dew, on the
layers of emotion, that
glamour which
can alter
the
inner gloom, heart desires often to
feel such beauty of divine,
that particular love,
which flows
from
the eyes of invisible soul, makes -
meaningful life, then the
entire world looks
so beautiful
and
eternal truth, indeed, the beatitude
of Eden existed in the depth
of dormant conscience,
unnecessarily
we search
the
path of emancipation in the crowd
of shrines, the inner cloister
remains as usual so
desolate !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by alisa wilcher
drop by drop the dew, on the
layers of emotion, that
glamour which
can alter
the
inner gloom, heart desires often to
feel such beauty of divine,
that particular love,
which flows
from
the eyes of invisible soul, makes -
meaningful life, then the
entire world looks
so beautiful
and
eternal truth, indeed, the beatitude
of Eden existed in the depth
of dormant conscience,
unnecessarily
we search
the
path of emancipation in the crowd
of shrines, the inner cloister
remains as usual so
desolate !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by alisa wilcher
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