Walks Of A Traveler Poem by Nirmal Kumar Thapa

Honeyed melody of divine rhythms'
Swinging with the naked wire of Bina,
Aflame of crook, with blossoming lotus;
Merciful desire to dissolve
Across the nectarous golden flowers of mustard,
Wind carries me with the wing of passionate love
On clouds of countless desires;
Rolling within me with faith,
I'm a majestic lone, blessed with an inclusive freedom;
Far behind blue sky, and eagle kissed each other
Moments and moment
My pleasure only dance among the exposed ray of sun
When virgin ray gnaw, I feel
That essence -discerning the clouds and eagles during the premature sunup,
Window opens own heart and
Pale rays found me on bed
With half-awakened eye,
My journey has no destiny
Nor alleyway paved,
I'm being a pathless traveler;
After spotting too many voyages of aims,
Meager is earth for my survival,
That's why I choose it
Floating Winds are my Kapellmeister,
No matter
Where I'm moving,
Drifting winds carry me, as my own loving mother;
Scintillating rays pave a path for me,
Being a source-through a -real source
I surrender with my Lord,
Awake my cavernous passion, to stroll upon divine floating clouds.
-2nd sept-2007