sometimes,
the invisible low pressure,
of the infinite
frightens the mind.
not a sign of rain
or thunderstorm,
nor darkness,
still, a persistent,
cry for existence.
the fall leaves take
a final bow,
and the birds change their
course of journey
faces changes,
from youth to old,
relationship sweats under
some unknown cloud.
all a play of the invisible.
a war between
thoughts and conciousness,
and a war of ego, of words.
cursed soul, hides,
in disastrous cyclones
in the vastness of the infinity
meaningful, atrocious words
in their frenzy look up
to the distant sky
all is quiet and peacefull
the poison today, is elixer
the earth smiles,
all happening,
in the invisible knowledge,
of the infinite.
ritty patnaik
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/invisible-knowledge-of-the-infinite/
