Awareness Unbound By Seasons Poem by Ayni Poet

There is here
A place not ruled by history
Where clocks skip counting seconds,
Gypsum fails to model,
Thought can't grasp,
Things crumble as soon as you recline on them,
Gravitation is suspended
So are judgments, divisions
And order.

It ain't a tank storing good deeds,
Neither is affected by wrong doings,
Questions, doubts and fears are swallowed
Erasing completely their frail logic.

Angels renounce their names in it,
Wisdom draws its sap,
Passing away and reifying webs of forms,

Occurring,
In a season-less realm.