Ojibwe asabikeshiinh

Where are you then?

When the darkness falls,
When the silence prevails,
When the air freezes,
when the stir stops,
When the cricket chirps,
when the life sleeps,
when the bed warms,
when the limbs break,
When the nerves ache,
When the sense fails,
When the eyelids droop,
When the eyeballs squeeze,
when the eyes close,
WHERE ARE YOU THEN?

Picked this poetry online from Qaisar Janjua... @Thx Qaisar!

Friday, February 18, 2011

Temple Bells

There was a huge temple. I went to ring its bell, people were staring at me as if fearing that I would ring the bell and something would happen. It was a little on the higher side, I jumped twice-thrice to get my hand up till the gong. The bell rang but nothing happened. Why were they staring at me?

P.S. No clue
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