The Gorge Poem by SILPIKA KALITA

I saw a gorge, a remote vision from distant, far far away from the surface, how sharp, how precipitous, how deep!

A  singular, unsurpassed, cavernous  cleft;
a crevice among two gigantic hills, how intense and steep!

The rocky walls of the mountains though withering,
canopying the remote sight from the brink of the rugged cliffs.
The highland though barren, is pampering the rivulet flowing,
emerald- azure, though erosive from shrink!

Its ages disposition, the geologic uplift and abrasion,
elevates the surface to fabricate its' tapestry inch by inch!
The diverse, vivacious habitats in its' bosom, in seclusion, are dozing,
in remote lowland, far from the tainted world in miff!

The robust gorge, all of a sudden, for its persistent profoundity,
a rare attribute in mortals, became my cause of envy!

Was pondering ' where is that Gorge like once perceived devotion, allegiance from human inclination has gone? '

Nowhere the professed deluded ones, stands near it's awe-inspiring abiding supremacy, the Gorge, the mighty!

Alas! The demons have taken away humanity's infallible dedication for substantiality and profoundity,
only to be as hollow as floating cotton balls, with no eye, no reverence for sublimity!

The Gorge is the apostle of Almighty's emblem of constant flow of unfathomed steadfast solemnity, beyond earthly folly!

Aeons ago, God's supreme contour, silhouette against the brilliant encompassing sky,
The persistent Gorge, determines to flow distant, diligently, from the lavish absurdity, from the sheer mortals idiocy!

Human devotion, so fragile, so freckle, so self-centric,
wish have an inch depth of the perpetual, perennial Gorge, the mighty!

Neither, any earthly disposition, can comprehend,
nor approach the grand Gorge, in reflections, so fickle, so tiny;
as insignificant as their fleshly existence,
in the face of  the  abiding Gorge,
the exalted composition of the Almighty!

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