You are not in a range
not even in a moment
subtracted by visual art
of dead eyes.
You are counting new currency
far from day to day interaction
not knowing your root
and rational communication.
Just try to feel the encounters
already transformed into destiny;
Your presence not a presence
until it would be history.
Doing wrong with a flower
may erupt another volcano…
Complete your table game
Complete your dinner
before going through a desert
if there not to happen
a periodical simoom…
~ Pradip Kumar Nath
Kolkata, India