The Blue Glow Poem by Susanta Pattnayak

Night rests softly on the window,
yet the room is never dark.
A pale blue glow
breathes from patient screens.

Fingers wander without pause
through rivers made of light;
a thousand words travel the world,
yet silence sits between us.

A child leans close to his father—
shoulders almost touching—
both drifting alone
on separate sea of glass.

Outside, the wind remembers trees,
and the earth waits for footsteps.

Perhaps tomorrow
in this humming world of machines,
someone will still look up—
and a single human glance
will warm the silent light.

©️ Susanta Pattnayak