I CAN...

                            

I can hear the painful groans

Even while I am laughing loudly, in regalement.

I can savour the fragrance, emanating from

An unfurled flower, while it is withering.

I can perceive the semblance of love

Floating above the placid lake in the chasm

Of your dreaming eyes, flickering in my presence;

Even when there is no light.

I can hear in my slumbers, those prayers

Softening and smoothening the megalith obelisks.

I can sit on the throes of lofty waves of anguish

In the ocean, while I fly over them alone.

The filtered vital breath of my life, while it

Enters the caves of my nostrils, I join the

Chorus of melodies of love, that of the Universe,

And sing with all the created beings

In symphony of unique harmony.