(Continued from 5/10)

When Gilbert reaches
the other side of the flying river
(as if the water was not flowing
But, remained still and seem
the boat was not floating on it
but flying),
while stepping down,
he asked the one eyed helmsman,
“how do I go back to my
home?”

The helmsman replied
in his usual voice,
“time travels fast,
thus the whispers of the forest,
I will know what to do next.”

Thus he took farewell and
approaches the dark forest-
unknown birds chirping,
wild wind was blowing,
coyotes were howling from the distant
even during the day
(because inside the dark forest,
it is so dark and it seems
always night).

He was afraid, but not that much
afraid, when his sisters face
was flashing before his eyes-
thus he took bold steps to
reach the destination.

Continued….

The sun has risen in the eastern sky
The beginning of a novel day
The world is colored by the light of dawn
Decorated branches are young, yet.

Gestures to walk on the path again
On the blue horizon
Consciousness begins anew today
On the border of life, again.

The south wind blows slowly
Gives life throughout a pacification
Let's come on the path with firm conviction
Sing the song of life, eternal.

Shadows,
Depending on the reflection of light-
Sometimes small,
Sometimes oblong,
Sometimes get lost in the dark again.

Compassion,
Bridge among hearts-
Yet sometimes gets manipulated,
And most of the time, forgotten.

Corpus,
Is constantly running-
In the face of decay,
Fatigue, exhaustion, depression built on it.

Companion,
She is the incarnation of love-
But why gets lost,
In which subconscious?
Covered with an untouched wrap.

(Continued from 4/10)

The wicked witch
by looking at the future glass
shut down her eyes
with much explanations
and whisper into his ears
silently-
she says, “It is ultimate danger
to cross the river
and the dark forest
to reach the spiritual ghost.
but, I will give you
this lucky charm. You keep it
on your neck
and all the evils will be
frightened of you.”

Choosing a shiny day
he started his journey
towards the dark forest
by taking a very few things
those were necessary he thought arrived.

He arrived at the riverside
to cross,
an one eyed helmsman was there,
as if he was waiting for Gilbert-
the one eyed helmsman said
in a very dull but deep voice,

“I don't take impure souls to cross
the river and since you are a pure soul
I will take you to the other side.”

Thus he started crossing the river.

Continued…

I have been saying to faith ever since-
What are you suffering from?
In which subconscious fence you have obsessed yourself!
You have been there since time immemorial.
Your path is not visible,
Your journey remained unfinished.

He answered very politely-
I have wasted time and time again,
What an unforgettable current I have flowed in a weary way
Flowing through the eternity-
But the real sailor's hand did not fall on my shoulder
So that I could reach that goal easily.

Flashing back, flashing back-
Whom to whisper in the eternal dark night!
The past!

It is a spy, there is no judgement,
In the subconsciousness, in secret,
However, paddling the life.
Kept everything arranged within the dispersed mind,
How many days of savings are there-
Remain awakened in affection and devotion,
The fusion of any consciousness.
Motionless past !!

You are very secretive,
Work in strict secret.
Laziness, sad days-
The current flows endlessly,
Disappointed on the way to the storm,
Tolerate everything.
Recluse past!!!
Flashing back, flashing back.

(Continued from 3/10)

Gilbert used to sit
alone and grieve-
none could understand
or feel his grievances,
nor his friends,
nor his father
(his stepfather),
nor any neighbors,
perhaps, his mother
could realize a bit,
but, she could do nothing.

One day he asked
his mother,
“where people go after death?”
his mother could not
able to give a simple answer,
rather, she said,
“all souls go to a special place
where they like the most.”

From the childhood
he heard a fable of a spiritual ghost
who lived inside the dark forest
and could defy the death
by bringing back those lost souls.

No one knows where he lives
except inside the remote forest,
but, a wicked witch who lives
at the very end of the village
has some idea,
she sells to the one
who fervently requests.

Gilbert, by breaking his piggy bank
went to the wicked witch
to seek advice on how to reach
the spiritual ghost.

Continued…