Just Being: The Musing Patterns Of The Other Eye

Part 4: Infinite Kaleidoscopic Patterns

Convinced of infinity

In what will always be

In an arm

In the calm centre of the storm

In the helmsman at the wheel

In the warm bears among the snow white winter souls

In the dusk detached from night and light

In a few moments, a few faces

In a memory

In fields of vintage wines

Flowing in nights of revelry

In a child’s wonder gaze

Arranging in kaleidoscopes

All the divisions he sees

In a moment of love

In timeless boasts booming as though

They were the first to host

The child of life in their lonesome laps

And indeed it was the first they knew

Of the lush lovely valley

Where the echoes grew

To the call of the boy grown tall. ....... (contd.)

~Deepak Oberoi~

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