Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya


Bathing in a river is a fun

The flowing waters clash with your muscles

and runs past you

It fails to carry you off

where Proserpine surrounded by sea nymphs

holds her court

But dip into the waters once

And for a few seconds you foget yoursel; f

You can feel at that time the waves of nothingness

taking possession of

Think and you are amidst fire

Think and you are amidst surging sounds

It is sheer sensation and thoughtlessness

The reality then pricks you penetrates into you

pours into you waters of nothingness and life

They give you some prescience of the world

which Proserpine rules

Once you pop up from the waves you are baptised

Because you dipped in the well of light

Water and fire, light and wind, sound and silence

They remain different and yet they come to you

as if they are not different from one another

And bathin g is a great fun

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 9, 2010

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