The Dumb Lord Poem by Subrata Ray

Mute Lord.

You are dumb.
And your art is like you,
Through all faces you peep.

Your condensed dumb form,
Unlocks the fathom-less depth of mine,
You reveal your dumbness in faces' springs.
In great Nature, Man and Beast.

Your silent vase, speaks of
Language unknown, and sense unborn,
And eye and ear range not to tread.

The fostered silences of ours,
Catch some fragments of your dumb speech,
The more one dips into the depth,
The more you get revealed to him.