DARK AND LIGHT...

The grey sheaths of mist stealthily move

Cutting across the silent darkness,

The silence of bliss,

Or is it the fear!

Fear of the darkness

And the unknown..

The unknown 

Waiting beyond the dark contours

Of a hilly terrain,

The soul swims through

The huge waves of darkness

Darkness of a dead night

When not even the owl cries,

The heart suffocates on the damp air,

The soul in pain, groping through

Is about to fall in that everlasting black hole,

When peeps in the light,

The light in the far horizon,

Showing the way 

To the lost soul,

The choking heart,

The radiance reflects,

Gleams in the eyes,

Is it a Temple?

Or is it a Mosque?

No it has to be a Church ,

Or even a Gurudwara!

The heart does not care,

Nor does the soul bother,

For it has seen the light 

The guiding light,

A shaft of radiance

Steering it through ,

Through the dark clouds of ignorance,

Towards illumination,

A light that is soothing and bright,

The light of knowledge and wisdom,

Granting the soul a clear vision.

©®Madhumita