Sanctum of Serenity
The verdant forest uniquely so mystique
spreads the shroud of surreal stillness.
When you enter floating on rippling breeze,
its essence enthralls your suffused soul
with the sense of surrender absolute
to the crafty creator of serenading solitude
who builds in you an esoteric acumen
to gauge the depth of the dense solitude,
to compose music with the sound of silence,
who gives you the magical power inherent
to instill in mind the motif of light and shadow,
the flushing foliage creates on the canopy
with the rhythmic rays of the morning sun
for you to weave the spectral tapestry of bliss.
As you walk on the forest path meandering
around the tilted roots of the ancient trees,
the clumps of amber leaves that fell desiccated
from the stem at the end of the destined time,
your footsteps crumple to make the melody
for your enchanted journey unfinished within.
From the forest you walk on the emerald meadow,
rolling on the jade waves to the hued horizon.
Soaking the drizzling colors of the setting sun,
you traverse the remaining mile on time-track of life
as a lonesome traveler to the sanctum of serenity.
Written : January 11, 2019
Contest : Completely Your Choice (13)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2019
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