The Unfolded Man

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

The hours change into dots on the page

Justifying the presence of the unknown

The war of thoughts fathering the universe

Cease to judge with the words of the mute

Waves of silence

Flow from every dimension to the centre

The waxed sun, moon, universe

Melts into a nothingness

In the serenity of a tranquil strength

Indifferent to any sorrow and delight.

The force works in a new luminous art

Inspired by the conspiracy of silence

To transmute into a mystic depth

Gathering the lost secrets

Of the inexpressible portion of his being

The forged signature of countless gods

Clamoring at the gate

Turn to dream smiles

At the settlement in the immutable.

The universe no longer looks like a thing

But like a thought

The matter disappears.

The moment something is said

It I no longer the same as it is said

No thought exists but only events

Remaining open to everything

In a complete harmony.