Unilateral Lines
When the stillness of silence is deafening,
When the brightness of light is blinding,
When the thickness of translucence is opaque,
When the intensity of sense is numb,
I stand still in space and time, neither stand still,
Wondering how sun burns without oil,
And giant planets without any soil,
Drawing carefully a single line of life,
In the ever shifting sands of nomadic time,
Of that life which is nothing but an unpredictable waves of unilateral lines………….!
(2013)
