A small and distant voice
Wimpered by the little corner
Of an earthy space
Braving truculent night
Taking all the woe to itself
In an inglorious way
Stranded from the land of
Otherly abode
It never knew
How inhabitants of this earthy world
Communicate with each other
By the alphabetical order of vowels and consonants
A chariotter
Appeared from nowhere
Of the silent space
And took him mutely
Saddled on its back
Outer, and outer
Into the unknown
Sans any voice, or the languages
To call its own
A journey into the surreal.Delightful.
So much thanks dear Sir Vijay Nair Ji