The   Uncentered Circle

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

The passion to open the buried secrets

Locked in the opposite side of the creation

In the silent space of the cosmos

Where all is for ever known

Indifferent to any belief.

It dares to live after the last possible breath

Released from its void frame

To take its greatness with its softest violence.

The unpassing sighs of the pale dew

In the lonely hour of the unrest deep twilight

To puck the moments from the undone time.

When the heart dying to burn the stars with a drop of water

The scars of the wounded dreams start healing up.

All the deads wake up to die again.

You could murmur some tender words

Forgiving me because you are dead.

I will sing the same old song

Yet it is not the same old song.

Nothing is new under the sun

To step into the same river twice

To see the same sun again

The same sky again.