Glow of Silence
GLOW OF SILENCE
The edge of sky petrified at horizon, a somber slate,
as on the wings of surging storm nimbus clouds ride.
For the vermillion sun to go down they don’t wait,
unleashed, in rampant rage they gush out and glide.
The monolithic still sky is scared, shattered asunder,
flakes of grey void fall with molten deluge of torrent.
Opaque emptiness shocked by seismic like thunder
burns in forked flashes in fraction of time transient.
Blazing lines of lightning make cold motif of azure fire,
lazuli light leaves lingering sound to languish behind,
strikes me with deafening wave, rattling layers of air,
ashened by the flashes that make me almost blind.
The sound sinks in the silent depth of introspection,
the sapphire light shimmers in my serene essence.
The lilac lining of consumed clouds kindles my vision,
my soul flushes with bliss in the glow of golden silence.
January 27, 2019
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2019
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