The Door To Unknown Poem by Prabir Gayen

The door to unknown

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The moon spreads atop The sky,
Over the floating clouds without
Jut and Perdue.
The silence spreads across the heaven
With plethoric Profundity.
The mystery of unknown realm that a tiny flower knows,
The knowledge of vastness that drops as
Timbrel into the voiceless voice of a bird,
The Sedulous semblance in every Sparkle
Of Ubiquitous Infinitude,
doth hold not the door open to me.
The doorway is Everywhere and yet
It is Succinct to me with thin veil of
absolute Nothingness.
The empty flute of cosmic fluency is beyond
The time warp of my stupid mind.