Sumita Dutta Shoam |
SOLITUDE
I thrive in Night’s silent embrace;
My soul dances to music only I hear—
An army of crickets singing in my ears.
Nourished by solitude,
My soul expands to fill my house,
And beyond,
Seeping in, and through, concrete;
My house sighs in delight.
My soul entwines with the vibrant
Energies blooming in my garden,
And flowers in gratitude—
Peace blankets my home.
Guests try to articulate,
Call it the ‘vibe’ of my space.
It’s my vast soul, friend,
That offers sustenance,
And welcomes yours
To the great cosmic dance
Where you and I are one with all—
No end, no beginning.
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