Eyes eagerly seeking through an interstice, much overjoyed
Without the distracting lights, the images emerge from the verge of darkness
Like a childish wonder, the eyes roam around in a mystical world
No one holds my hand; there are no predators here
Only pure silence and anticipation of emergent illumination
The world feels synchronous, the heart feels vibrant and soul elated
About the approaching newness that was entrenched in a magical land
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 