diurnālis

January 23, 2012

∞ mL

There is a
majesty in the murky
creek that bespeaks
its kinship with the sea;

there is a glory. In
the pen is the god's
finger, life-laden trailing across the Nothing.

I've seen The Dream in the dreams I've seen
in half-hearted poets' eyes. There is a greatness,

the Vast Uni:

verses contained.
Posted by Swadhi at 6:09 PM
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