Beyond The Beyond Poem by AMITAVA MAZUMDAR

There was no one, when I was in the meadows
A frail sycamore stood, with its leafy shadows
Lambs faraway, beyond the barbed fence
It was midday, the sun looked grim and tense
Anything far or near, it was only the blue above
Sometimes winds sway off, sometimes memories shove
A car whizzed away past, fumes left behind in the air
My memories fumbled, where the horizon free and bare

I roamed around a vast green, the shepherds where dream
A brown hill stood alone, beside the sound of a passing stream
My legs kept moving, I walked ahead and beyond where eye stares
Rocks threatens me, stood like dark silhouettes sat on grey chairs
Though I move on and on, where the horizon inclined a bit towards
My eyes feed only the miracles, be on the soil or in the sky upwards


The thing delights me, I behold the divine vastness
I bowed my head, and prayed towards that nothingness.