FORGIVES THE PAST

Going back foot 
he looked inside himself and felt a breeze 
on empty stomach. 
Mother-of-pearl, 
he was a sand grain in the eye 
of a storm. 

He wanted to shut off all beliefs 
to further the search of truth, 
be happened, 
and walked alone on the sand dunes 
to meet the sun, 
and smell the salt of tears, 
aloft in sky. 

In the stillness of a shadow 
he forgives the past 
and prepares himself 
for the negation to create 
a pause.

Satish Verma