Z - My Last Letter Poem by Sathya Narayana

I wish to write that day the last letter,
when hear I the sonant clangs
of closing bells of inner shrine,
ringing unceasingly long, long;
when smell I fragrant scents of my last twilight,
when feel I warm presence of strange pleasance-
that last letter- the Z- zero - nothing, the null
as well the whole, that everything, that absolute!

I know my wizened hands then shiver not,
nor fear to spill the last few drops of shiny blue ink
on my last page, on the hazy jotted line of my dateless diary
Yes...the Z, zero, the null and the whole...
to end my longest trot, my weary trudge
and my longest gruesome journey...
when starts the beginning, an all new beginning!