Eating The Husk Poem by Raman Savithiri

The ever expanding universe remains as a mysterious door
I try to enter Your palace finding my body to be a secret key
…..
How long….how many ways …..how many methods
I try and try ….standing at Your door
Old age is approaching
Don’t know if can succeed before nightfall

You remain as a precious pearl
Under the deep waters of black sea
I stray in the coast floating on the waves.
Could I ever see You by surfing on surface?

If the flow of my breath is cut
The things which seem to be mine are no more mine
Why do I cling to them?
As a lover waiting for his sweet heart
Plays with the pebbles,
I amuse myself with these things
The moment You come, I leave them
To hold Your hand my Lord!

Who wants the peel to relish
If sweet jackfruit is given?