It is two o'clock
How Egypt would be looking at this hour
The hovering of the night among the stars
The sound of the cricket and dog's bark
enthralling the owl sitting on the wall
What my friend in Budapest could have planned
Or in Calcutta dada's poems have calmed
Sky is near or the ocean so deep!
Mind is trying to soar and at the same time wants to go beneath
Restless is body but soul yet craves.
Heart has desires and nothing goes waste
