THE SUPREME ADORATION
In the guild of celestial world every
luminary has its own specialty,
multitude of stars makes
the beauty of night sky,
they haven’t the
complexion to make an individual –
out of cluster, stardust inspires
often to me, staring the
immensity, depth of
space, I love to
see the world with same revelation,
away from all the diversity, live
souls are floating on the blue
of survival, unidentified
emotional bond have
kept them in
entirely intact as illuminating pearls,
sequence of heart beating goes
in the homogeneous way,
miseries, pleasures
shadow and light
up down of
life goes as blinking dew drops on the
hanging spider web, in midnight
sky looks like the Semitic
calligraphically -
designed art of shrines, sometimes
it emerges as symbolic feeling
of oriental statue, I couldn’t
get the dissimilarity
between their
joie de vivre,
all the sentiments are knitted delicately
in a bunch of tuberose or into the
breath stem , gazing sky with
desire to scatter the
sweet fragrance
of life,
perception have no authority here to
make the lines on the flow of
humankind, all the live soul,
in the last proceeds
towards the
one only destination of love, a path
of supreme adoration.
