Entity

17 July, 2020

Entity

A piece of sky, hills and trees 

so far as my vision lingers, stretches...

where do I belong?

To the confined physical existence

or to the sights before me---

the expanse of sight,

the horizon of infinity---

or to the mid-air luminous globules, 

the ones that carry me and scatters

me to the expanse outside perspectives?

 

I belong to the silent core of a vortex,

I perceive...

©Sreeja