Eyes retreat leaving back a colourful world.
Ears discard every sound and each syllable
Skin leaves heaviness and recedes in wrinkles
Tongue tastes sourness of life all through
Nostrils succumb to foul breathe of globe
Releasing colourful images n’ dreams
sweet melody of life outside echoes in.
Weightlessness lifts life little by little.
Taste buds sleep on beds of tastelessness.
Smell of god elevates to ecstasy.
Senseless senses now settle inside,
converged to unique experiences.
Far away feather of a peacock flutters.
A sweet cosmic melody from flute flows in.
Lotuses bloom on path ways,
on each foot falls of holy mother.
Silence of ecstasy hangs all around.
Oh my mother let me watch you inside,
with awe, without a word to utter!
By Satheesan Rangorath
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