The storm clouds were all clear.
There was an unusual silence
And a cornucopia of delights
Spread its wings around.
My turquoise green eyes were wide open,
So were the doors of life’s opportunities.
I felt the comfort of cocoon of womb.
Like a swarm of locusts,
The great memories were falling gently
Like rose petals on grass.
Some were like tangy chutney,
Some as sweet as rasgullas
And the rest refreshing like coconut water.
The cesspool of filthy wickedness,
Pollution and partiality, addiction and corruption,
The law of involution and evolution,
The cacophonies of the world,
The mainstream knowledge
Had all ended in a dead-end path.
Only love was left
And I swam in its waters beautiful.
I moved to a higher consciousness
Both physically and psychologically.
Most alienated than ever from the world,
I was experiencing a DNA shift
Along with like-minded and good hearted ones.
Through this time of ascension,
We were brought forth into
The transmuting violet flame
That transformed old belief systems and patterns
Into unconditional love and light.
Together we realized
It was the ultimate union
With our creator God.
Pramila Khadun
another soulful and beautiful saga of love by you Pramila.I loved your work
Thanks Nalini, I love your comment with all my heart.
Clarity of expression and outstanding imagery are the hallmarks of this beautiful ‘love’ poem.
Thanks Vijay for this great and loving comment.