Thursday, October 12, 2017

Irtika Kazi writes



Analogy of Self



I am as still as Water…
Granted that “still waters run deep”,
I am purported to be stagnating..
Bitterness it is of my Life indeed.



What happens to the magnificent Water?
When a pebble in it is thrown
The pebble produces creases and ripples.
The Water makes it Unseeable, Unknown.



There’s not a soul to fathom the Depth..
None to devotedly love the crashing waves;
Yet, the waves love intensely its Object of devotion
Verily, returning to the seashore instead.



I avow to be a piece of Water,
As true-blue as it is known to be
Trailing one Path, bringing culture to flesh and blood;
O’ what peace it gives to be on the Loose, at Liberty.

 Ripple Swirl 24x48 oil on canvas $3500.jpg
 Ripple Swirl -- Jan Fordyce

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