Gifts From The Present Poem by Pamuditha Zen Anjana

One day, one night and on another light
in a singular life or maybe through a circle of ‘em
danced distant memories, cherished and valued
and beyond the lurking horizons and borders
there waited I, expecting you…

Understood the uneven pattern of life
while waiting for the miracles to happen
seasons passed by and the times changed
a single boat, one with two mindsets
sailed through the seas, all seven of ‘em

Manipulated the real-time, the sanity
Into fantasy and the amazed cried
'O' Sire! Let us be thy servants
to work with and for thee, to build
the new world we all want'

Swished my hand I, for they needed to
go away from me, as my heart, my soul
was elsewhere, swimming deep in thoughts
already making plans with images of you
blurred, but sharp as needles, needless to say

Blinked suddenly, the nearest light source
signaling your arrival or departure, depends!
Never knew I, for in the next split second
my own alterations blinded and deafened me
froze me, unable to move, yet able to feel…