From blue ...a string...

Seen clear
In you dear,
How a string gets carried
By the cool monsoony autumnal wind
As if the string has a purpose..,
As if waking from a dream me sees
You in you writing a blue...
A blue deep like the deepest...
And from there the string
Evergreen leafy
Floating...

A
Spiral unending
Reaching like a limitless
As if in that Your divine
me forever finds
As if a birth of a birth,
As if a death of a death...