Elaboration Poem by Denis Mair

(in response to Sanju Paul's painting titled 'उलझन')
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From the vantage point of the dreams threaded through reality,

there are dream-whorls only perceptible to other whorls, without encrustations.

They are making a landscape by radiating patterns in crepuscular light;

they are sending out waves that lap on the edges of other dreams,

and they carry in themselves some memories of previous nodes,

especially the early foundational dreams and the nexuses,

that projected themselves forward in time and thus left their presence

like holographs in the weave of radiating waves,

and they leave their intent vibrating in patterns of resonance,

and some of them operate as oases in the deserts of reality,

offering themselves but positioned off to the side.

It is probably better to allow reality to remain a desert,

because attempts to make it a paradise may be misguided.