Inner Realm Poem by Prabir Gayen

Inner Realm
- Eternal voice in Nature-

Among the leaves the rich play of
careless air,
withprismatic plumage of forenoon light.
The Sylvan soul sibilates toyetic dream.
The lore of unseen spirit is at play.
The Sun with smiling delight overshadows,
The misery that disowned the Veryfor false.
In the morning air with lightness in mind,
Nature is enliven with fresh flow of life.
From dust floating above to flying birds,
The twittering birds to lifeless people,
The Maudlin mortal to vatical souls,
Every single iota of nature, full.
Nature is overwhelming with calm fullness.
Only souls with open eyes can feel the pure.
Life is light and with no point to slight it.
From silent Stillness to dynamic void,
The supreme livesin every heart with peace.
In every phenomena life is ingrained.
The hide and seek, pain and pleasure life is,
wonderous and painful to vouch the same.
In the varying verity the voice is rigid.