This very moment
It all stopped.
No more touches, but a stronger
Recognition drags me
To the timeless existence.
This moment burns,
Taking me to the vastness
And to the humility of your deeds.
Some men die in their living
While some live while dying
I hold my breath, when you breathe in me
And I release when you hold
We walked our lives together for twenty five years
Moving from small things
To small things, discovering
The Story of Mankind
That you made the synthesis for me
That in living without remorse
That there is great in small.
4th June 2010
Procyon Mukherjee
In small, psalm
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