When words cease to come out
And reflections give me a fix
I know I have eventually reached
The precincts of that edifice

Whose foundation is secure
Deep in my heart
Whose depth cannot be measured
By the feet or the yard

Where to get lost
Is far from threatening
Where to wander around
Can be refreshing and calming

Where to immerse oneself
Can be the beginning of a process
On a path of self-discovery
Irradiated with growing awareness

Where I begin to feel
I do not need this face or body
To impart an earthly contour
To my own sense of identity

Subir Chakraborty / 16th May 2018