Listen
     but judge not
     let nothing
     affect your thought

How could
      you grasp the essence
      when your mind
       is fixed in every instance?

When pain
hurts no longer
when wounds
don't matter

when the heart
has fallen over
when love departs
in rancour

when the flower
has lost its lustre
when time looks away
and the day is devoid of laughter

still no tears would I shed
nor would my spirit ever falter
the stoic that I am is unfazed
broken pieces I need not put together.

the days of the week
have lost their shapes
they are now septuplets
difficult to keep apart
melting into each other

an endless loop

mornings
     afternoons
                  nights
mornings
     afternoons
                   nights …

difficult to track time
clocks run in circles
history morphs to perpetual now

only the weather changes
nature remains unimpressed
      by our problems

Lamps hang over a
Ray-less  
Backdrop that saturates &
Mirrors above to reflect
Billions of distant souls
Bleeding love
Crying out
Not to be heard

                          Their soft glimmer shimmers
                                         Over us in the dimness

One day we might welcome
A new way to see
Everything we thought
We knew
Could be