TREE OF LIGHT DANCES

Pursuit of otherness died 
with you, from sameness. 
It was a blind chemistry. 
The cancellation of consciousness 
did not lead to peace. 
In the name of freedom 
we destroyed our relations. 
The shadow of sphinx always overlook us, 
shaping bare bones. 

Epic symbols gave you 
the infinity of after life. 
You grope in dark 
to find the future 
and present suffers in austerity. 
The space between inner and outer body widens. 
Something has to be done 
to provoke the legends to become the evidence. 

You adore a conclusion 
it never changes. Images differ, 
myths and symbols make a dry sound. 
The silence is wrenched into a seizure, 
falling into the emptiness of tomorrow. 
Unreasonable thrust of color 
does not alter the darkness of blood 
and song. Tree of light dances.

Satish Verma