Wednesday, 4 April 2012

A little escape

A little escape, escape through narrow paths
 through that small creek, rays of light and air,
peeps in through there and leaves space for me
a little escape to meet the self, true and formless
with no badges and baggage  to put identities
its magical and leaves me at the dawn of ecstasy
yet there is this nest of prudence inside me
protects and leads through storm and spring
and I step inside leaving  badged identities
to rejuvenate the self, a tired traveller
a little escape, escape through narrow paths.


  1. I think your little escape is going to be good for the soul ....

  2. Escape to the sanctity of the nest