Promising Outlook

The spirit wishes to be nestled in silence and stare at morning’s gentleness

Not the fragmented reflections, but the light pure from a celestial soul

Tender cold embraces the being and the morning warmth rescues

Perhaps, the discrepancies arise from a different state of existence

Synchrony with the inner spirit and universe is not magical, but truth

Of a reflection from it becomes an image of that divine existence

~Amitav