Seed Uncovered Poem by Prabir Gayen

Seed is uncovered

Outer surface is broken,
But still the still stream is there,
The seed is uncovered,
It will sprout here or there,
The waves move and it goes nowhere,
Between two waves the stillness,
I am at nowhere and still the enormous sky,
The forest of stars are always musical,
Cloud floats and vanishes,
Emptiness is always full with silence,
Eternal silence is never disturbed,
Waves are always waves and
Still it is no wave,
Things are as they are, relative humanness,
Life touches death and rejuvenates,
Both are equivocal,
Criss-crossing every moment,
My death is my soul,
I die ever moment and
arise in new shore every time,
The moutain is always cloudy
with deep mysteries of life and afterlife,
The ancestral faces are between the Lines,
Like a tiny bloom I still breathe,
From body to nobody,
From I am to I am not,
My am-ness is never life negative,
It is full with tine bits of absence,
The eternal absence or silence.

@Prabir Gayen
11: 52/4-3-22.