Curiosity

The invisible throws a visible image without a tether. Do you see the god ? Was a matter of faith ? You tie a thread on the wall. Longing finally reaches climax. Gravity defies a flying dream. You had erred, yet failed to accept the guilt. A scariest moment was, when you entered the morph. It was a U-turn. Robots will dictate the polity. You alight on a rostrum; like a lovely pink swallow. Satish Verma