Living with a Known Stranger

Dr Sudhansu Dash

I frantically search somebody I do not know

Countless times I conveniently forget him

To express him my secret words

When I say

He is within me,

The universe is ashamed of it

When I say

He is without me

It is a falsehood

He makes the ‘In’ and the ‘out’ to be indivisibly one

Remaining revealed and revealed at the same time

There is no space between he and me

He is known as I am his intimate part

And yet not known as we are not separate from one another

Our boundaries merge into one another

Overflowing into each other from all dimensions

When all my knowing turn to be my knowledge

He disappears to a no-body of the distant horizon

It is perhaps

Not to know is to be with my known stranger forever.