sweetest ever than any fruit is the
fruits of time
the time and the fruits
time all ripen
time you gifted me
the time and the fruits
time to move
then
move in time-anytime
all so fruitful…
wheels of time roll by
for the time, being you urged me to pause
and I
everything was melting
like the water from icicles
like the steam from streams
like the mist from mountains
and
memories from mind
every moments seeping into another moment
waiting-waits melting and flowing
waiting like the gentle flowing river Brahmaputra
waiting - again and again for the season
waiting to melt
underneath
beneath breathe
when the season will breathe out
the fragrance of jackfruits shall awaken me
and i shall run thence to that direction
with a laugh so full so maddening...
i am happy i am mad
i am mad because of you
you are so beautiful-to remember
everything by all inside
cosmic
like the coco-the nut-and the water
yesterday a friend made some laddus out of coconut
and each day i have been chewing betel nut with coconut
my thirst for purity made me move
i sucked dry the coconut and the water
pious i felt-what a feeling
like the fog that all fell frozen
when you whispered to the wind
everything magically appeared from disappear
time and the fruit
to show the fruit-for the juice was inside you said
and…
slowly …
like the lights from the cleavage of Sohra Nohkalikai Waterfalls
fell on to the bosom of the earth
reflection of pure light-
there and then
the pure light fell on me...
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