In one page as I turn, the serene blue skies
In the other- furious, the embattled ocean waters,
What if the sentences remain deeply silent-
Within them, time in greenly splendour- bursts forth.
In pages, smouldering ashes of rebellion
Intense like an impending great flood;
In the metallic dust that encompasses all
The mind’s days and nights yearn towards
An imagery of ineffable twilight.
Then as I read, it rains
And wind hits against the glass windows
Relentlessly, by and by.
In the undulating flow of the
Goddess of Words
The earth’s mother-heart
The pain subsides.
Originally published in Malayalam, 2010, Mathrubhumi Literary Weekly Magazine