On The Threshold of Nirvana

by Uday S. Pandit

Fragrance of burning myrrh
Wafts in through the window
Facing saffron sunset
I am speechless in the twilight

I hear the moonbeams play
Incessant throbbing notes
On this cosmic dulcimer
My lips- aquiver

Mantle of the night
Descends serenely
While I look back and fathom eternity
In the trail of stars
Ablaze in the zenith

A distant dawn beckons me
To an eternal bliss

13-Jan-2002

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