1

Across the river
snow is falling
softly
Closer home the clouds
descend,
in joyous unleash
the lambs jump
and low, just calling out,
entranced by their own sound
returning from afar.
The wind blows
suddenly
and stops, listening
Something has moved
invisibly on the surface
of sleeping waters.

2

And then the world
becomes
an endless mirror
And I
a transient narcissist
wearing the shroud
of mist, mildly moist
standing as a stranger
losing myself
in the cubes of sound
and refracted silence
I was in there
I was out here
I saw myself
(Where was I)
Find me find me
O deflected soul
before you get
destroyed in love.

3

I’ll love you Kabir
In agreement profound
and in disagreement
unequal
In my own way
I’ll love you
as a son does a father
in unabashed homage
and reluctant parricide
I’ll walk through
The overlaps of senses
galloping amidst the folds
All five of them
Reveling in
Their deceitful seduction
going against your grain.
In joy I’ll listen to you
walking across eons
like the fulsome ascetic
not being able to say it
myself – the song
you made him sing.