Again Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

Again
I walked on that trail
for what?
The question not needed to ask
nor answered...
And am answerable to whom?
Funny! Am free from my
usual senses.
Beauty..when I think of it
never touched by anything
which is nonsense...
I look back at that misty road.
So lovely..pain, longing, beauty
I walked possessed
Clouds above whispered
the old son.
With some light
good enough to see the trail
again, I walked
on that old trail.....