Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Bird Verse

After a difficult patch in life, a wish to stand alone!!

I want to break free,
Cut all my strings,
Strings of past, of future,
Of morality, of dignity,
of pain and pleasure.
Of culture, of civilisation,
Of religion, of rituals.
Break free from collective collected unconsciousness
Of whole of evolutionary history.
I want to break free,
And live elements in raw.
Be one with the snow,
The radiant or the rocky mountain,
Or the wild brook.
I want to break free,
And open myself to spread of nature.
When wind hisses past by,
My stretched arms, my ears,
My body
And spreads my tiniest particles
Possibly defined,
In that murderer air,
In the embrace of dust,
I wish to be rooted.

1 comment:

  1. hmm...
    its a sort of challenge... can u break free ????
    u r talking of breaking free and embracing at the same time. what is and why is the difference.
    i am not finding any fault with this post n at the same time not expecting an answer.