Tuesday, January 1, 2019

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Measured the distance
Between lips and cups !
Measured the distance
Between mine and your's
Thought that distances
A flower bud to blossom
Distancing spring from summer !

You climb up and I do climb
On the top the saint creeps in.
Asks the question- why do you climb ?
I turn back as there nothing to hide!
There is distance, it can bleep
On the mound it can only keep.

It beacons
Makes the distance dozes,
You and me chose again to bridge
The distance that growing oversize!

Vast stretch of ocean blue
The lagoon there, has no clue.
But the waves at a distance
Push through the weeds.
At a distance the sailor knows the quiz.

Quizzes are cuisines
Distances are dears.
Distances are meditative
Quizzes are dears !
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Hrushikesha Mohanty
1st January 2019

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

'Distances are cuisines' .... that's the recipe probably Sri Radha and Sri Krishna were restless at ... the restlessness of atma to meet paramatma ! ??? You the mystic poet ...