Southwards

I wanted to see you
so I turned without thinking, vacantly
to the deep end of the horizon

Southwards

ever since
I have watched, in awe
your infinite grace
and ecstatic light.

One grain of sand

He couldn't look
with a force of attention

at one fixed point
in a desert
of infinite points

could some divine intervention
grant him the power
or force him an insight

to focus
on one grain of sand
at least
from time to time.

Light, Freedom, Harmony, Beauty