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