An old man clad with white
Comes in my dream with cheroot,
For as I see he is young
And brilliantly bright
Identify him for his smell, not sight
So deep, his thought root
He inhales me with his breath
And vomits me alive
Into the words of ocean: -
There I find,
Many suns and moons
I see heaven on earth
And earth on heaven
I find Shark and whale
Formidable
And many more creatures
Innocent
Sometime I see a mirror house
I am caged within
So fearful
Fear with the images.
He never spoke with me,
One day he will break the mirror
And He will take me out of the Ocean
I asked, “Where do you live
And what is your age? ”
He whispered softly
I live into the heart
I am the light
My age got no end
Ageless
Ever young
‘No cage for my age’
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great the purity great the light and search of true through your hearts