Temple of Words

Prologue: “On my way home,  I saw how the sun Passed away. On my way to my abode After a test in my chamber of knowledge, I grasped how the moon voyaged To take its place (sun), Then and there, I knew everything In life only shows life’s way” Darkness sat upon the heart of the earth No feeling, no pain and no joy: All taste of light was always void Though no less fear or above was seen within No less impact or below was made to earth’s sight For no ear had heard the labour of light in the sky, Or has any eye seen its face,  How it shone or smiled from space’s shade Neither was its happiness known, nor sadness shown ‘It dwells in the right that, a drum never beaten Sounds not to pleasing or dismal’ Beclouded as its experience turned. A great mystery boogied out of the forest of nature.  “Or a sad day I should name it? Well things have passed away, Should you name it, name it as you may”. When the earth was mesmerized. It w

When the dawn was closing the night My sleep died, just like a shadow That runs when it sees the light. I got up from bed and gave a bow To God who had snatched me from Dreams that lock souls in death’s room. Amidst the ever whistling breeze, And the callings of the chorus frogs  Who at dusk make silence seize And mess around in streams and shores, I stepped outside and sat in the corridor, Crossed my legs and faced the sky, There I saw the nightfall kings in close rapport. I saw how the moon was always coy; Hiding in the cloth of the cloud each time it moved. ‘Oh poor soul, loneliness must be what those eyes can see’ For it had neither a lover, folk nor fold. The stars were not shy at all; they stared from their settee. All of a sudden, the sky was limpid Not even those voluminous stars I saw Remained. Even the gentle moon had fled. Their time had sailed through the dusk and now ashore. The callings of the chorus frogs had stopped t