SAVIOUR

On the shingle of the buoyant sea...
I was standing like a jilted ship.
Which has anamnesis...
anemic like the detonation...
of the gust of a desert..

I was reckoning of snuggling death...
For I've witnessed...
It expels endless torment...
and proffers eternal amity...
with the laconism of immaculacy...

I closed my eyes...
to savor the last strand of mortal air...
and there i saw lucent...
levitating from somewhere in the vicinage...
and making me placid...

I turned back...
and saw an angel...
coming out of a goblet of divine light...
so lucid!!! so white!!!
In the stygian black sea...
like a pearl so bright...

I felt blessed, i felt salvation...
just a ken of her...
relinquished my suffocation...
She came closer...
I arched in devotion...
Without a morpheme from her lips..
she made me her votary...

She cleaved my hands...
looked in my eyes....
Caressed my hair...
and embraced me tight...
"Forsake death, your soul is here,
In my heart because i care..."

Her voice was sacred....
PURE as every drop of rain...
TRUE as the endurance of death...
CHASTE as the modesty of Sati...

Her aura made me forget everything..
I deluged...
in her suave ubiety...
and cried like a child...
in her arms...
wrapped around me...
To hedge me....
from the savagery of this world..
my lips parted only to intone...
"In the absurdity of this this mortal life,
Your latency gives me the temerity to fight.
you imbued me to live...
and to smile in plenary malady...
you made me complete...
As a deranged river....
Has found its rhythm again."