The Voyage After Normalcy. Poem by Subrata Ray

Dimly -fogy mystic- wood-land lake,
Passages the mariner's ship,
From imagination's calm ocean,
Suddenly appears the divine trip.

So many voyages on earthly sea,
Had been, are and will be,
Like day and night, life slides,
And none is there to unlock by the key.

Senses play on temporal clay,
And creating reasons’ missile,
Pass the ages, infinites phases,
With sorrowfully naught profiles.

Ah! Normalcy! the extinction of all desires,
Brings the shadowy glimmering of the Unconscious,
The boat, and the mariner, get leveled in one touch.