balloon man

kaal (i)

duality, the only truth

to flee from contrdiction is an un-ending escape

pretend as long as you can pretend

the fire of time(kaal) is gently cooking us

making us spirit friendly

I don’t want to stink with my last breath
I don’t want to decorated with deep smelling roses
The face wiped with sandalwood and arty designs
The holy ganges water is no purer than ordinary for me
I should be spared of the holy chants and I have my own hym in my heart
No sermons and stories on my coffin
As…I sleep on the sweet eternal bed
I return in the lap of mother, nature I believe
That is where I will dwell
I should be sent back as bare and natural
As when my umbilical cord was restored
I may return to planet earth
As rain,grass,dew drop
And certainly a dense tree in a deep forest,if at all
Lost, merrily ,as a child in a carnival

am like salt ,the presence may not be felt but the absence makes all things tasteless

why am i a particle of dust

• because i want to believe that i am floating ...kind of flying visit to planet earth
• i come from dust to return to dust ....golden dust

just landed on planet earth