The Pole Star of the Noon

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

In the ocean of foams

The formless pearl

Asleep in an undisturbed slumber

Breathing the secret harmony with the unknown.

The weather beaten boat

Nomore sails from door to door for the harbor

Pulled with a nameless interest to die into the deathless.

The unfathomable abyss swells up

With the song of the eternal music

The song without the singer tunes up with itself.

The compassionate star in the horizon

Looks with an unattached compassion

To the desperate unsettled boat

Listens the tales of his exhausted life

Rushing out of his mind

Melting all into nothing.

The being dissolve hopelessly for an answer

But where is it?

All diversities merge into a single current

Of the homesick cranes flying night and day

To the mountain nest.

All garlands but sing the songs of defeat

Before any effort to escape the unconquered.

The empty heart submits to the hollow reed

Turning each stones into tears.