This post is written to
follow the theme of experience with ‘Encountering the Other in Language / Place’ on the BluePrintReview Blog carnival(http://www.blueprintreview.de/lapjoin.htm),
emphasizing on the other, and in the process of seeking, a different
perspective evoked where the other-ness could not be found.
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Where do I belong?
What place, what language?
What is foreign to me?
I am here
Always was,
I am ancient
I was a volcano, a boulder
A fish, a sparrow or a
squirrel
Today, I am a girl
You make me bow
Attach me with a custom
God
Fence me, limit me
Introduce me to fear
Free me, let me fly
I am a cloud
A rootless, homeless
floater
Of no shape, no race, no
color
I just change, stay
forever
Don’t tie me
With your sacred thread
No sprinkling of holy
water
From the purest world
I have emerged
Been tied to the strongest
Chord of umbilical
Into the holiest water of
the womb, I have immersed
I am pure as a prayer
I have traveled
From nothing to nothing
Everything to everything
To commune and consummate
I will be here, never
dissipate
I exist, raw, pure and
divine
What’s there to define?
I am eternal, you can’t
confine
What could be foreign to
me, you opine
The colors of the flame
emanating from your pyre
Would be same as mine
Excellent,very well said.
ReplyDeleteHey Indu,
ReplyDeleteThanks for your kind words.
nicely written
ReplyDeleteThanks Avargal!
DeleteLoved it, every word of it! You write so so well!!
ReplyDeleteand I loved your comments...Thanks Saher.
ReplyDeleteRemarkable, Astonishing....every single word is clear and crisp.well written.
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