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No Other
by Dr. Kumarendra Mallick
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Walking into the morning fog
I wonder if I have stepped deep into the sea,
and feel for sure to be part of that vastness
which has over the years eluded many and now me,
yet I move on in the blue desert I can hardly see

In the long trail I get sweet smell of the flowers,
I wonder if I have strayed by default into a paradise
to which indeed I belong and that in front of me now lies;
droplets of mist the breeze on my face sprays
and a faraway voice in my ear says,

"walk on, stop not, the fog soon shall lift"
for a clear view of the vastness I shall have soon
to realise I am the flower and no one,
I am the blueness of the sea in ripples
and me and only me in different forms and no other.

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November 24, 2018
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