Instant Moment Poem by Dr. Madan Gandhi
Instant Moment
My vineyard full of sweet grapes
with my glass of self-brewn wine
inside me I go from dark gray to z-white
Where from the death-like gloom
to the spring-eyed dawn I croon
the melody of calm radiating dance
With every thump on the floor
a million buds break open
multi-coloured balls spring up in air
I experience a sudden levitation
in the instant moment
living looks fulfilling, dying divine.
(Yayati)
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