Shades In
Shadow
SK Iyer
"How many doors does your mind have?"
A
question that he would weave,
posing with a smile, and would
invite me
into his thoughtful world.
"Hey, please stop counting, my friend,
doors
are narrow passages of mind,
break them all and the wall around,
let it be
as roomy as this universe
it can contain the entire cosmos!"
The entire
universe is now within me,
to sing on a holy world of future,
but I miss
him a lot and his thoughts,
since the day I became penniless,
a state of
status that detaches
me from the worldly relations.
I am not aware, why
this happens -
in the dismal shades of logics,
the tree of life looks for
shadows!