The cloud of not knowing! |
It was a dream a kiss from beyond that gladdened the sad child in me a quiet music from beyond an octopus’ hug ; that revives your dead body that silences your noisy mind a dynamic dance of inhalation and exhalation an oceanic vortex an elastic explosion and implosion of sun rays transforms miseries into sparkles of bliss A virtual kiss reaching you from behind the wallsd It’s a synaptical kiss between inside and outside self and society Soul and body Now, here is a dance between classic and romantic Back and fro sometimes, I should stop typing to not lose it Simultaneously, an assembly and exodus of goldfishes a breeze that overlaps too cold and too warm An interpenetration of Euclid and Riemann the silence beyond the piano’s notes It rid my life of annoying mind for example; thoughts pleasures and desires to uproot of liking and disliking Contentment is synoptical kiss I am going down to ocean Synaptically, kiss me before I am drowned the synaptical kiss between inside and outside it transforms; rational, fixed, and misery into; joyous wild dance of a paradise bird It is a surrender of words of hanging burdens in the shoulder of polarized minds of luggage that spasmidizes shoulder muscles It is a surrender to truth The synaptical kiss between cosmos and you Now, tell me what the beyond d looks like? It is a transmutation of beggars of overloaded soldiers into really happy real beings It is a dismissal of angers and vengeance Into a swarm of eyes seeing behind and all around and above If you don’t know what it means, It is the medium of your smile that stretches to the extent sunset’s horizon King Valentine |