secret, some pleasant moment,
some thirst unquenched,
some touch unfelt,
however, life
gradually
learns
to live with arid emotion, closeness
fills the gap between the breath,
and a person forgets the
alphabets, indeed
the heart beat
becomes
the
language amid the smoldering soul,
nothing remains mystery, when
the inner eyes open with
miraculous sense,
in the dense
darkness
the
persona can look the beauty of the -
seventh sky - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
art by daniel edmonds
