Strange Awakening Poem by Avik Datta Gupta

Somewhere, tucked away in time
In the realms of divinity
A space in infinity..evolved by the churning centrifuge
Of the seconds hand..
I reached this magical dreamland
Within the labyrinths of my inner being
Stuck up in the centre to watch
A lonely satellite, come and go
Throwing light on me from some unknown source
Not within the limits of my vision
Neither within the scope of my understanding
But, here I feel it as I close my eyes,
Somewhere lost in paradise
As a dormant serpent rests in a thousand fold lotus
Awaiting to be aroused, and sway up through my inner being
Passing through each and every plexus in me
And unlocking another basic source of power, from which..
My existence got a definition..
Opening up inflorescences of clandestine powers
Of my clairvoyant submerged senses, that I seem to seek
When the odds are against and I’m feeling weak
I simply follow your constancy as you sleep
As our pulses beat in tandem, and I seem to follow
Like footsteps on the muddy river banks
Of a flowing river…forever and ever…