floating realities

The end points to beginning..

where the word starts..

through the path of chakra's..

thousands of questions arising at one time..like the petals of  lotus

still she felt like a drifting cloud..the white foggy  then to dark..

with out aim..with out path..as if in dream

some time the hardness..fill it with the sorrow of universe..

then a moment a shower will vanish it off..to  hidden ponds

screaming .. realities violates its routes

then join once recalled way..

again to the depth of the sea then in world..like a jumper 

remain as if a pearl in a shell..

away from human touch

back to reality sounds strange..

hiding seem the better place to survive

her closed eyes with spread arm chose one floating log

again from the depth to upper sea..

on the waves..like neither in earth nor in sky..

floating endlessly..in search of self..once lose in birth..!!