Relinquishing an Identity

The journey from desires to dust

Waking up every day with the nudge of first morning rays

Pondering over the genesis of this consciousness 

With every deep-breath trying to identify the scent of this universe

What is so intoxicating about the night?

One needs to retire from the journey for a brief moment

Awaken to the day while the desires still rearrange themselves

Secret confabulations seized by the curious wind

Traveller is in a hurry to narrate the anecdotes

Before settling on the dust and relinquishing any identity

~Amitav