HOW LONG
Sobha R. Cherukuri
I grieve in my heart
And my eyes tear,
But scars invisible
keep them from shredding
I stretch my imagery
Brave visions float,
But rules unwritten
Hold them static.
I meditate in my Self
Calm quietitude rules,
But the mind wanders
Spilling word and sound.
How long all this, how long.
Neither am I an ocean
Stretched out self- bounded,
Nor am I an Ahalya
Still, yet alive.