30th June, 2020.
The lushest greens in minimal sight,
And cerulean blues, like holy bedight,
The pair of them, has always been,
Consistently my subject of keen.
There's nothing more I find so pure,
On several occasions being my only cure,
It's divine nature never failed to deliver,
The peace which often, made me quiver.
Mind just did it's infallible job,
And I almost felt this internal sob,
But so acquainted I'd become with these,
Those hues and tones made it all cease.
Colours! I realised how they played,
The role of soothing my nerves all frayed,
Some untold magic spark it had,
And it had become my newest fad.
Another day, another dream,
Felt myself moving towards this beam,
Such radiance and this augmenting light,
All my dearest hues fading in sight.
Such vivid dreams were rare for me,
These lights blinding my vision to see,
My consciousness ringing all it's bells,
As these photons kiss through all my cells.
Deep inside, my mind still awake,
Thinking what all to process and take,
But I chose to keep an open mind,
To travel this journey, one of it's kind.
Subconscious in me began to expand,
No longer my body felt in my command,
This exotic feeling kept growing inside,
There was nothing to do except abide.
Finally I woke up in this field,
Why such a dream, my mind unable to yield,
All around me were snowcapped trees,
And unending white like cottage cheese.
But gradually I realised they weren't trees,
Because there were no greens to please.
Everything was cosmic white,
A world devoid of colours and bright.
My mind set out in motion again,
With thoughts from which I couldn't refrain,
Realisations hitting me like radial boughs,
Conclusions formed and everything froze.
Hues and life were one and the same,
The very thing which fanned the flame,
Keep moving and then you're alive,
Without it you'll begin to declive.
This unreal feeling kept lingering on,
I remembered that I'd to wash my lawn,
Gosh there were chores to be done,
Also had to try out my new man bun.
Unable to wake-up I got uneasy,
My breath beginning to sound so wheezy,
I tried to cry with all my might,
But the flame in me had extinguished last night.
~ Neeraj Giri © ~
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