Poessay: Rosary 15 - The Drop
queries go abegging
folded away
in the timeless embrace
of waves on shore
emerging from the icicle
falling
on the blade's edge
sliding
to the hungry vortex
of boundless queries
of parched throats dry eyes
is the drop aware
it is neither a way-post
nor a destination
qatrON ki gardish maiNundeterred, journeying
yeh qatra hO ya woh qatra
qatra qatra ker jata hay
from lip to eye to
ocean, cloud, snow, rain
spring, river, sea
endless circumambulation
the drop - a querysperm
in the enduring waltz
of fermenting queries
Earlier:
Poessay: Rosary 1 - Pink Sand Beach
Poessay: Rosary 2 - Fishing
Poessay: Rosary 3 - Adam and Eve Limited - I
Poessay: Rosary 5 - Descending
Poessay: Rosary 6 - Dinner In The Park
Poessay: Rosary 7 - Under the Jamun Tree
Poessay: Rosary 9 - Life Rosary I
Poessay: Rosary 10 - Life Rosary II
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