The Way Earth Meets The Sky.....Excerpt.....The Ecstatic Dance Of Soul Poem by Jayita Bhattacharjee

You and I meet the way, earth meets the sky,
To feel an emotion that arises from an aching need,
The ache that feels the deepest sore,
In depths unfathomed amidst the sea of heart.
From such a sore, rises a feeling that throbs within.
The distant strains of a forlorn feeling,
The crestfallen beauty breaks into pieces,
As agony gives its midnight cry,
Chased by memories of a love
That filled the blank pages with bliss,
Through the sweetest release of words,
To sit and adorn the staring pages
With the love story of a forgotten yesterday.

Our share in a story to tell,
Our paths swam together,
In the rock studded waters,
Build up the moments that pile
To tell the untold story,
To portray those forsaken years,
In words whispered slowly,
The unfolding tale of two hearts that met
In life's meadow and valley.
Here, as you and I unwind our story,
Love falls from the lips of two hearts,
Here, where earth meets the sky,
Bliss falls from the lips of heaven,
In a moment when your soul touched mine,
As a thousand flowers shower
From the heart of divine.
Heaven seems to touch the earth,
As silence descends in a bliss so divine,
And, you and I tell those untold years.

While we etch those words
On rocks stranded on sands,
Along the sun-lit shores of life.
And that's when our story comes to life,
A painting sees the colors,
A song finds its lyrics,
A poetry finds its verses.
An oyster releases its pearls.
The emotions scattered cluster to form a beauty.
And the rolling of chapters begins,
As they glide down the steep snow- clad mountains
Frozen in time.


The lost love in a frozen silence,
Finds its life again beneath a sun-lit sky,
On the dunes sitting on the golden sands.
As the dust of bygone years swirls in air,
There rises, our words, to shake off the dust,
To bring life to a wretched solitude,
So, the silenced hearts rise untamed,
To tell the untold story of bygone years.

The years that seemed so full of song,
The times that saw the lyrics in air,
Held the beauty that two hearts breathed.
From such a breath,
Rose the blessed love story of all times.
Seasons of dust fell off to see life arising,
Through the flame of love meant to light,
The eyes meeting in a wordless silence.
And there is music in the leaves again,
Calling two hearts to play the forsaken flutes,
To let the lips, release the melody of a distant love.

And there comes the bloom of dawn,
Through its face of gold in a luminous glow,
And as the breeze presses its sweetest caress,
On the rocks get written our forever story,
Where earth meets the sky,
Beneath the heaven that never sleeps,
And far away among the pastures of emerald green,
Plays the melody of hearts that once whispered in love.



......Jayita Bhattacharjee
The Ecstatic Dance of Soul
Copyright 2020