From the tree when the bark wright
carved me for the expansion
of my self essence into a bark, I
came out of my depth as beauty
emerges from the inside out.Being just
a shape around me, the emptied trunk
caved in as a slough or windless
shape of dust.As
floatability
as my inward secret became fin
itself, I made water as safe
as land and got
the entire ocean and
sky above, to myself, not
as a place to visit
but home itself-
The poet's mastery of those poetic elements that capture a reader's mind is displayed here. A deep piece, I must say, but worthwhile. All the best, Yoonoos.
Amazing work, these lines reflect the depth of spiritual growth. The last stanza seals it perfectly showing this is your home. Much enjoyed! tfs
A comforting read Yoonoos, all life is interconnected and dependent on each others survival. Beautiful work.
A beautiful piece, portraying natures essence. The craft and dexterity in implored in this piece brilliant.
An impressive poem with a message. An incident in the life of a tree finally compels to see with a broad vision. All the world is a stage is that vision. Great thoughts. To reflect life from the perception of a tree or ocean is the real gift of a poet and you happen to be the one. Impressive indeed.
Rereading this again, I find their are layers that deserve greater reflection, one is always growing and the bark changes. You are a poet philosopher.
A well crafted poem in blank verse. Simply excellent...10++
Such an outstanding piece......thank u, dear poet. anjandev roy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
" Not as a place to visit but home itself" . You've owned the world in these words and it's beautiful. Keep writing for the same world. Great job