Poetry

 Poetry is flowing again in my veins

Like a River that came back home

Completing it's full circle,

The nights that I spent alone

Thinking my speech is gone

Words are lost

My language is forgotten,

My Love was in vain

And my Essence is Vanished;

Might be evaporated with the ghost

Of the Past

And Bones of Dusty Books

Whose pages are now nothing

But a crushed fine powder

And Cover is like

Fresh Skeleton of a Vanquished Body

Once I endured:

But Then,

wind gushed...

Blew all the Dust

Took away all the Powder

The Whirlpool of Shattered pieces

And I thought it's all finished

As now nothing is left

I paused, in the moment

Seeing everything just going

 far-far away

I surrendered

I let it all go

My heart felt 

Lightness of the Feather

And light entered

With it's first flight

That it took,

wingless!

I looked up

They were all Shining Upon me

 Like Stars...

Showering their treasures

Like galaxy full of Stardust;

It was all made from me

Made of me

Made for me...

I thought I lost myself forever,

But it was only the beginning

Once I gained my Consciousness;

I realised and I Believed

It's the First time 

I am free

I am Me

I am Reborn

I am Resurrected

I am Now the 

'One'

I was always looking for

And Poetry started flowing to me

Up from sky 

And down from the core of the Earth

It filled my Spine with electric light

I levitated

On my own Pile

What was left behind was a Shell and Shelter for a while

What is Now,

Is Home

 for the One Once I wandered

And Now I

 Belonged!

 Poetry Started flowing in my Breaths...

 For it was the first time ever

 I breathed...

 I breathed Right

 I breathed Right Now

 And I Liberated from the pit of the Time

 And went floating to the

 Timeless Stream of Poetry

I am the graceful white Swan

With a Black dot

Balancing it all 

Effortlessly into

The space left between the

Feathers

Making my body easy

As a Golden Boat

Floating on it's own

On a blue green stream of

Sweet Ocean

And crossing the heights of

Unknown Mountains 

So far away from The Eyes 

Of illusioned and possessed

 I looked down from the Sky

 I could see nothing

 I could find nothing

 And smiled the most

 Enlightened Smile;

 For nothing is the best place

 Nothing is the best state

 One can become!

 One can be!

 One can find!

 And not just one language

 But Light is my language

 And Sound is my Voice

 The Journey is my Poetry

 And Earth is the Mother,

 The Womb, the Child and

 the Cover for it

 For No one else

 But a Mirror is left behind

 When the veil is lifted

 All I could see and just be 

 Was,

That  I am not a person

 But I am the Earth

I am the Countless beings

One can See and

Can not See

I am the Stars

 I am the Galaxy

I am the Milky way

I am  the Only Way through it;

I am the point where

Thousand Suns and Moons Meet

I am the Place where they all are born, Unite, Lost and Re -unite:

 I am the Soundless, Speechless, Colourless

Lightless, Darkless Point,

I am the mother of Creation and the Doom!

 And the point where they all

 Go and Become

 The Null and Void!!!

-Saumya Wafa0