Sharing the feeling with a dark room enveloped in Erebus’s emotions
Darkness pacified the Sun before flowing through the eternal space
The transmigration, witnessed through the Oracle’s crystal ball
There are no crowded passions but arises the beacon from a desirous heart
Speaking to the stars to favour the events that brighten the soul
This pathless journey starts mildly, with trepidations, now becomes wild
Now the habitats around are sleepy and this room awakens with desires
Forgotten, they are now enkindled by the celestial beacon; the soul’s aglow
Tremulous night once spoke of early repose, rises above the disquietude
As time has no meaning now that hours have faded into eternity’s world
Arisen fate entwined with this darkness flows with the waves of Lethe
The morning that falls on the Earth’s lap will have a new meaning of life
~Amitav
