URANUS

I looked into your eyes 

My heart , ecstatic, shattered into a million pieces

I drowned and sharpnel rained down on us

A sigh

Your green eyes they had entire oceans in them

They say, I recalled : the eyes are windows to the soul

And your oceans my dear had a depth I could not begin to fathom

Your eyes held my gaze , startled

You remind me of olivine and of peridot

You take me back to the emerald circlet my grandmother slipped onto to my finger

I journey the universe in your soul

Because what are our souls if not vessels? (they're not vassals , never have been 

The sharpnel that deluged , you glean was not sharpnel at all an

We were teleported

Central to the orbit of juliet , the incandescent or

We're extraterrestrial now Akin to diamond

At home in a way we are yet to discer

With time we will know

We will learn that ever so often people say things that hit perplexingly close to home

We look for an abode In people , in places , we go to lengths of insanity to fossick for it in moments

And it is then that we're dealt a staggering blow

A Meteor colliding with another

Two stars unifying as one - realization and revelation

We've been Home all along , you and me

All of us ,We've always been Home

~(We are each of us somebody's abode , somebody's querencia)

Ananyaa Joshi        




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