The Lighthouse Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

In the distant seas, swaying
with wild winds and tormented
by darkness, sheer darkness,
the ship of life yearned
to escape from the anchor
that detained it to the
bottomless depths in the
infinite past.

The sea has the sound of infinity
which the wind enhances
with its ancient symphony.
The ship wished to move ahead
to the shore where it knew
that time existed.
timelessness ached its rusty being
and it looked for a tempest to liberate it.
It shuddered at the thought
of the infinite that beckoned it.

There stood the light house
in some distant shores as though
it was a magic castle that spewed hope
The light flickered offering
a glimmer of the transient life
that the rugged ship craved for.
The ship wanted to move on
to that light which waxed and waned
like the waves in the sea.

The light house that gave intimations
of mortality with its impermanence.
The ship detested its tryst with infinity
And dreamt of tearing away from
the anchor and to barge
to the light house to cease to be infinite
To be finite was its liberation.