Ripples

The black river rippled gleams at night,
A plunge into the cool might stop life right!
Internally thrusted my involuntary feet--
A terrible storm pierced the holes of my body.

     The toll of tocsin awakened the stars bright,
A search began to find the ambrosia,
     A journey ritzy, amorous, evoking  rapture
The vast expanse of oceanic subconscious,

     Made ultimate unanimity for the growth of my soul.
     To the kingdom of the prohibited, an easy entry!

Snakes sabotaged my sedative advances,
A dazzling light emerged to make me impotent.

     "Jump not, jump not!"  echoed a voice spent
To be a fugitive beneath the ocean sanctity.

Theology changed pathology, I study palaeontology,
  Innumerable fossils lay bare in my subconscious,

Culture lay hidden, so unable to yelp sermons,
The zenith of glory thus lay in the mist.

     I searched, Who am I?  A broken continuum?
     A generation gap?  An absurd utopian?
     An incarnate ugliness of savagery?  Or...or Brahman
That governs the universe?  An intellectual giant
Capable of instant splitting and fusing atoms?
A store house of energy?Union of vices and virtues?

   I lie in the grave of culture to be reborn.
Shanti...Om Shanti...