Days and nights and the
universe
I
The musty monsoon
insects with swelled bellies
soggy paper boats.
II
Curiosity
a black feathered bird peeps in,
there is no return.
III
Close the eyes, its night.
A bat has taken a bite;
the
fruit rolls away.
IV
The desolate rails.
Millions of butterflies,
they reign the wild shrubs.
V
Crystallized water,
this
rock has witnessed years,
a fly has
more eyes.
OM
(and one
snippet for Georgiana S)
Om.
Everything
is rushing towards
the
center.
The earth,
the stars, the time.
I am again
a single cell
that I have
been.