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?
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