Route to my Home
Gallons of rose syrup gleaming in the river God appeared as a vision of eternity I collapsed in agony of bliss fostered by the melancholy of my dreams Beauty of fuchsia appeared on the snow ground It looked like the ravishing melody of heaven Atmosphere changed and orchestrated in rhythm of violin Music was visionary in resemblance to divinity The calm of rain manifested suddenly The universe opened its revelations of serendipity The violet of roses and the yellow of sunflower spoke to each other in tune of a tune unknown to all I forgot who was I for it had no meaning Sacred scarlet duped into my ears There was no magic allowed on the snow ground In its heavenly orders, I only believed in my lord Dozens of attributions calmed by spirit I found myself everywhere calling out God’s name He was captivated in angelic blues of a purple robe wrapped in white Peace illumined on the trees of palm Victory ruled my spirit of courage The river flowed across the valley of rainbow Chirps of sparrow sounded like wobbles of laughter Destiny metamorphosed into stripped ribbons of happiness Discipline customized into a liberated lifestyle Friends joined in for tea of hope There was everyone but no one I could still feel God drenched in my love He made his entry into my soul temple This body vaporized into dust where it came from At last, I was home Home made with pieces of calm, eternity & salvation There were no bricks of past I was charged with new energy at the ether Home found its member I entered the home of the godly kingdom.
Priyanka Adhikary
Priyanka Adhikary is an early childhood & primary teacher, poet, a creative writer and a storyteller from Kolkata, India. Priyanka loves giving service to children from the core of her heart. She is also a yogi and engages herself in self-realization mindful methods for growth, development & harmony & equally motivates children & adults to practice the same. She is a learner of life, lover of simplicity, in-depth quality education and arts.