Mysterious

Let the poet stroll along with mysteriousness

Only some gentle light and allow the eyes to read

Enamored with the unspoken narratives

There may be doubts about their existence

Nonetheless, the wandering isn’t going to stop

From the azure and green will one day be revealed

Mysteries cradled for long by forgotten spaces

Dreamers are they who wish to choose solitariness

In difficult times when busy voices intrude

That sacred space inside still yearns to know

Of that is called life and the intentions of existence

Every step forward towards realm of nothingness

A journey necessary to unravel profound mystery

~Amitav