Monday, March 31, 2014


Sitting before thee,
I am bathed by the light
that flows from the depths of your Soul
On wings of silence,
As well at the heart of words.
Your Words.
Encased in the profoundness of your 
Adorned by your quietness.

pours forth in great measure
From thee
And the blazing light within my
fiery soul
Rises up in rapture to greet yours.

In that moment I am blinded
By harmony.

Then, when you are gone,
I can see once again,
But this time
More than ever before.

© Sai Ganesh Nagpal


sb said...

Wah! You make everything so poetic.

Sai Ganesh Nagpal said...

Many thanks, Sulakshana! It often seems to me that life happens in poetry, and the great riddle is to discover poetry that often lingers around the most mundane areas!

Anonymous said...

You sure do it quite well... :) I can't really say if I can do that though ;)