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Resurrection
Oindri Sengupta I never wanted to die. But death is like a letter you write every time That reaches nowhere because no one existed. Returning is never easy, and Death comes every day, and It comes every night like a song without a break, Like a friend whose doors are never closed. So I die. And live again. I live because I never wanted to return To the land that was never mine. The house where I was born Died the night my mother left us. The night was dark and the moon was hanging like a corpse. Since then my hand smells of the colours of water And of blue sands. And every time I return here I see her faint blue eyes Looking through the void of a river. I never wanted to die. So I turn the leaves of the tree to the sun And turn them back again when it rains. |
Edward Lee, Deeper ("What Can(not) Be Known")
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