When my body
Has become the 'other'
In my becalmed mind
I look for 'I'
And then,
Silently laugh
At my folly
I seek something
That isn't lost
With something
That isn't real
One day
I'll awaken
From this lucid dream
And, in my becoming
I can say
I'm whole,
As I've always been
Kishore Asthana
kishore.asthana@gmail.com