FOR THE MACROCOSM

While no one was seeing

I was walking on the path that was to be paved-

An unvisited garden invites me-

Just like music,that is unheard hitherto

I am going ahead, having risen head

A river of aesthetics that is to be streamed is waiting...

My emotions are ready to convey a welcome song-

My notions, my ideas are placed

On the other side of the sky

The earth and the planets

Are keen to greet me as I stay high

O languages come not to catch me

O expressions endeavor not to hold me

O words, try not to touch me

O words, with you I am not happy

Depictions... delineations... they are dangerous

Explanations...elucidations... they are venomous

For thousands of years the world has been

Disturbed and perturbed by sayings and slogans

For thousands of years mankind has been

Suffering from ethos and principles

A thing that is due

Can impart a way new-

My views are nude and pure

My visions are exact and clear

The days which are filled with exquisite grace

Shall receive me-

The dawns which are refreshed by esoteric plans

Shall embrace me-

On and on I am glowing on ...

From now on I will be flowing on ...

Beyond perfection and flaw

I myself a genre!

My subsistence, as it is a microcosm

My existence is for the macrocosm!