I am that (15 Dec 2007)

22 Aug

never mind the
distractions –
sleep is broken by

the symphonies of five
year olds on the off key
accordion of Tirumvannamalai’s breath

and life times evolving
around the playful thump
and toot of their fingers

like traffic jams on a keyboard
or an Indian funeral procession
clanging the right to surrender

to all other lifetimes
to ringing stillness
yes, forget my slumber

it’s dawning again
that I am that
  dying to this


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