Friday, March 14, 2014

Tangled in Time

Digital Painting by Meena
Past, Present,  Future 
Dusty Barricades, 
Symbols dissolve  
I plunge back 
float and delve.
I stick to the moist damp earth
fearing devastation.
My mouth is full of clay. 
Is it the smell of the soil that I eat? 
The dry coarse earth? 
Is that me? 
The streams swim in my eyes. 
Visions divide . 
The sight freezes in the silent snow. 
North wind hovers 
tangled in time.
-Meena Chopra

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