Perceiving Unblurry

 Perceiving Unblurry

This painting beside me

The one that I drew

While being intoxicated 

By dreams not few.

The girl in the movie

The bee outside

Words come to mind

Pretty and Honey.

Synonymous in ways

Worlds apart

Drawing parallels, a hobby of mine

A pile of Hay, a field of Tulips.

Sand and seashells

Beneath my being,

Translucent clouds dim 

Slightly the moon above.

I patiently wait for the clearest sky

To perceive unblurry, beloved Lune above.

Clouds go, clouds come

I patiently wait for my clearest sky.

I walk toward the waves

Feet wet, salted hair

I feel like I’m flying 

Just by standing here.

Far away in the ocean, where it meets the sky

I see a light, all the way from there

It shone on my feet, Illuminating silver water 

Magnificent reflection, all the way from there

I look to the heavens,

I now have my clearest sky,

Beloved Lune, translucent wane

I perceive unblurry,

Words come to mind

Pretty and Honey

Thus is how I drew,

The painting beside me.

I am a man of metaphor,

I am the Bee outside.

Kaushik Ravindran.