Truth and Ice
©January 14th, 2018
By Vijaya Sundaram
Ice in the comet
Steals sunlight, mimics fire –
We gaze, wonder-struck.
In the heart of things
There is semblance, or there’s truth.
Eyes make their own world.
Deep in heart-darkness
Truth lies, curled in foetus-form
Reshaping a world.
Comets, eccentric
Elliptical visitors
Are just distractions.
And yet, they carry
Life in the ice, entities
Not yet envisioned.
In the urgent Now
Ice melts, seas rise, winds destroy
Speculations die.
People die like leaves
Drifting downwards in currents
I dream of comets.
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