Essence
Understanding Silence
Though I live in the world, but by being not of the world.
Big mart is open for me but no intent to buy any ware.
Bland are colors of this life, before my equipoise.
Will is still strong but contentment has topped me up.
Hope to quit untainted, untouched.
Not even as a painting but a shadow misty bare.
Me a flower lighted by autumn's blast.
No longer a bough to hook clothes of all.
Time as river flow by me.
Spared from gushes , I relax on the banks.
Silence broke , collision created earth.
Injuries, collisions and hate is the order, I see.
Silently, I feel , how much difficult it is?
To measure silence, in the flow and with the noise.
