My Life Poem by Prabir Gayen

Floating like a forsaken leaf upon the breath of the Supreme,
Neither seized nor cast away, a murmur in the voiceless flow.
Like mist rising only to embrace the formless Vast,
Like the lone bird's hymn sinking into the Womb of Silence,
My voice wanders, a river without dawn or dusk.
The dawn unveils its mystic fire, then drowns into the Nameless,
A stillness where the Unstruck Melody hums its secret pulse.
The rain that weeps upon the earth yet leaves no footprint,
So moves my soul, shoreless, unfathomed,
A ripple melting into the Unknowable Vast.