The  Uncalendered  Shepherd

Dr. Sudhansu Dash

Walking on the front

Gently leading the way

He protects his love, mercy and grace from harm and fear

His hands meet everyone’s need

Reaping peace and joy

His eyes on everyone’s heart beat

The sallow river in him

Falls with the melodious note of eternity

Watches unknowingly for hours

His experience blinking over his eye lids

His heart beat thumbing on my chest

Saliva dangling on the half opened mouth

Falling onto his rounded stomach

Complete with dust and strains

Before I wipe my tears

He starts weeping for the whole cosmos

He walks across the sky

The footprints leave the smell of grace

The stars go magnetic when he comes

Dancing in the hanging space

Nobody knows where he goes

Divinity’s intimacy never misses him a moment

With the light he paints the words

He always remains half un-thought

Of what I think of him.