night listens to know myth of mystery to sojourn
as I here sigh of breeze in trees redoubling yore
enough for me to rejoice by mellow silence at dawn
rhythm redounds entreating dream for truth to reckon.
as heart needs nothing but red to rave yet within
joy impulses to listen art of instinct to adore
neither illusive nor elusive is world as enshrined
as mist latches to carve of night to endear.
As quest redeems embracing shadow to recourse
Ocean cries weaving waves of blue hiding into horizon
Time paves path for art of creation to continue along
Alacrity by life is no more a resolution to sigh of
journey slowly melds into oblivion by dissension
mortality persists onto speckling into grey dusts
silence seems to conquer over haggles of liberty
I simply bow down to sweet home of enchantment
Dr subhendu kar
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