Betwixt yesterdays

and tomorrows

I  wait by the

causeway of enlightenment

For that wagon

With lavenders fresh

Laced  with  fine tapestry


Drawn by  golden horses

Suffused with sparkle 

Of Zillion stars

I wait

To ride that arc of destiny

To the placid oceans

Of still thoughts

Where light and darkness blend

Ride beyond that horizon

To plains of joy, a free soul

And then get drawn in

Through the worm hole

Of time, into  infinity stretched out

Being that infinity itself;

Until infinity shrinks back

To unity, then duality

The me and my soul

I wait again

By the causeway for a wagon.





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