Manna

posted on : 28 November 2008

its been eons now

now that shadow faded..

asking me to throw colors on it

now and then..

and create a figurine out of it

I keep changing its contours

as I think about it

in different light, different shades

i becon it

to come back, a moment

and other, rub it off my memories

create a wasted utility of the object

its meaning of God's precious, one moment

and a wasted soul the other

its a heavenly smell beyond metaphor

pyramid's vision for Santiago

eldorado of me, a moment

a figure beyong recognition the other

its a beethoven melody

he forgot to create

anklet song of rain in summers

voice of oracle a moment

and others too

and yet

its a mirage

as I want it to remain

an` pleasure the imagination with its false existence

an` not shatter with its edges of common reality