Nikunj Sharma - @ ## BEYOND ### @

I often sit alone and think,
brood over and speak to myself.
These small moments lift silence
within the self, do help.I stay.

One moment when stretched
seems infinite, its depth intrigues
charms, amuses, lifts the spirits
instantly, My fingers tap; I hum.

I don't speak; not that I want
to. I hold this moment within
the breath that teeters on
the mind's edge, I observe.

Closed eyes, warm
palms on my face
disturbed. beats now dance
with grace, I travel.

Limited, known measures
cant calibrate, the unknown yet
sought after distances.In
dignity, I walk again.


17th November 2009

Nikunj Sharma

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beyond-29/