My Face Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

For long years I didn't have a face
I had only a dream like head
On my shoulder sometimes there
And sometimes not

I didn't have a shadow either
Till a moon shaped light
Entered into my body
And from that very moment
I gained some weight
To feel my presence

I have not seen my face yet
But only its shape in my shadow
I don't know of what type it is
The honey of a flower
Or the fragrance of a poetry

Now it is all along there with me
Though I am present nowhere
Now I came to know
That whomsoever I face
It is me, it is me.