A Stillness Moves
Distances fade,
a feeling
as if I touched
the limitless remains.
Quivering fingers
grasp the floating clouds.
They merge in me
as I in you.
The hues of blue
disappear
in each other,
when the sky
re-emerges,
beneath to above
getting wet
by the fresh rain.
My feet soaked
embedded in sand
leave impressions
strong enough
wiping off
the tidal waves
that strike
the climax within.
Sand slips away
under my feet.
A stillness moves
inside me.
Duality will remain
I know,
separating me from you,
yet a dream is instilled,
I pulsate
yearn–
to be fecundated
by the distant you
Following is an excerpt of the piece written by Meena Chopra is an artist and poet based in Canada
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