What is This Thing?
©July 20th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
This is a mystery
So still, so stormy,
So full of shadows and shapes,
So many fishes, small and large,
So many beasts beyond our ken,
So full of canyons and peaks,
So riotous in colors and life,
So saturated with longing
With the past, present, future
Colliding in mid-stream, swirls
Of echoes from everywhere,
A chaotic clash of currents
From every-when,
Where does it begin,
Where does it end?
How sombre are its deeps?
How playful are its shallows?
How many sunrises and sunsets
And moonrises and moonsets,
And star-flows and haunting calls
From faraway constellations
Fill its hungering belly?
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