Saturday, 26 November 2011

For the elusive one

faraway door,
close-by wall
and other impediments of the mind:
no, i am not attempting break-in
for such things are forbidden
not by statute or convention
but choice of moral territory;
but whisper to me
relate stories
in your respective voices
of that place where i believe
i am not non-resident
and not necessary unwelcome
though un-encouraged.
describe to me a flower
and let me imagine fragrance;
recite to me a poem
and i will compose melody,
tell me the texture of the soils
and i will describe her face,
say nothing
and I will write unwritten histories.

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