by Venkat


Drops of light fell
      on my eyes of snow
Drops of light, fresh and wet
Drops from shivering clouds
      clouds, of rain and thunder
They poured the same

Clouds of velvet flew
      on my shoulders of wood
Clouds of velvet, dark and lined
Clouds from a swirling earth
      earth, of water and fire
They moved the same

Earth, of rectangular birth
      on my thoughts of steel
Earth rectangular, green and blue
Earth in a meditating space
      space, of suns and stars
It remained the same



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