Monday, November 14, 2011

5 Steps

Spontaneously

Drops of blood fall in a rhythm on the ground
while the eyes express,
a body daggers down the stairs.
Blood swims.

Follows, the weight
of renunciation
the blood will dry
the body shall fall
the body shall fall

Knowledge sinks in the red,
presence succumbs.
The fallen body sheds skin
exposing innocence.

Oh, the spectator,
what shall he be going through
if not pity
if not distress

He claps soon after he cries
witnessing the
conclusion : peace

Shringi
November 14, 2011

In circles, the winds and the leaf

Dancing on instincts,
triggered by a flying leaf,
the wind spins
and swirls in a flurry of thoughts

The leaf is a traveler
and it must return
The wind winds itself in a circle
around whose center shall an old leaf turn

again young
playing
forgetful, innocent
repeating themselves

;

sending the leaf back to its orbit, disturbed

bringing the leaf back to its position, placid.

Shringi
November 14, 2011

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