Monday, March 17, 2008

The Sun never rises or sets.

Those who goes out of here,
Or of anywhere a place,
For the reasons unavoidable,
Shall have the same fate of
The words sent out of any tongue

Like those words,
He too is bound to give
The meanings attributed to or on him
During his stay with you, the great tongues,
And when you see him off.

Hence I am here as yours
Giving the meaning you mean and want
To give and mean.


More than a word, uttered,
Now I think, this word has become like a seed
Getting its sprouting initiation
From and with you,
The great masters.

The seed, unknown, came to here from unknown.
But, that was not sufficient a reason for it
Not to sprout, and not to take or send
Its roots down this very fertile and friendly land.

From the pain and pressure I feel now
When I have to pull myself out,
For the reasons unavoidable as fate,
I happen to realize that
The roots are giving wounds and pains
Not only to me, as the plant,
But to the land that surrounds,
Supports, covers and protects the plant
Unto this.

For sure, it is not an excuse, and
It can never be an excuse,
To evade the pressure and pain
For the reason that the seeds were sowed
With no knowledge and intention ours.
The pressure and pain
Follow us, not our intention,
But, our physical Karmas,
As a reaction to it.


Further I feel now
That the words have become
Like flowers and fruits too.

The pluckers, the audients, the passers by,
Will have their full freedom
To pluck and take them away
And shelter them in the way and meaning
They want from their own contexts.

As it is said
Every entry is an exit from somewhere
And every exit is an entry to somewhere,
At one and the same time.

So, for any plant, when pulled out,
It is its new turn
To take and send its roots
To a new direction, for no excuse.
The sun in the west
Is there in the east too,
At one and the same time,
Whereby, we know,
The Sun never rises or sets.

So, now at this particular juncture,
Death, the door to indefinite continuity, I think,
I am not going to be out of your vision,
Not even in the least physical sense.