From afar, the nearest things appear to transform
Eyes their natural inclinations at a patient moment
Without the desire to look any further
Once being away from it all seems to be enough
Knowing about the reality from a different perspective
Their shadows whisper the real desires
While the mind crawls along the path
Not trying to take the same route, but a detour
This could be the closest one can get near clarity
Till you start seeing again in a new light
Change is fond of touching an unseen reality
Of which the closest ones are unaware
Not being too close is a realisation
~Amitav
