A Connection

A connection, what meaning does that hold in our time?

An eye looks into another, touches the spirit, the lens to the soul,

For a fleeting moment maybe, yet a thought is exchanged unknown to the flesh world,

An animal recognizes another, A spirit nods at its comrade, Aren’t we all comrades?

An invisible ray reaches to bind the two, however light the string might be,

It ain’t plausible to cut it in two, is it? It could be be ephemeral as time itself is,

As a moment slides to the next at a hands tick-tock,

Yet the morsels, the ones that swirl around the ray engulfing in them the moments essence in bits,

Carry with them the pollen, imprinting themselves on time, in our immortal minds, memories,

As spirits fuse, flow, blend into one another, Yet sparkle solely with their own light, luminescent, 

Each so distinguishable yet in one plasma, in one universe they float as one.

So how can a connection ever be just superficial, inexistent?


A connection could be darkened by human beastliness, shallowness,

But a connection could be the haven in moments of human weakness, strife,

Adorned with spatters and specks of bliss, the turbulent bond intoxicates the air,

As ecstasy diffuses sprinkling all those around with its scent,

When eyes delve deeper, dwell for longer moments in each others gaze,

They find their primal nature, inhibitions shed, illusions asleep,as one spirit breathes in the other

They might remain lone souls, as we all are, but they find company in their lone journeys,

Time rots the flesh, but in its capsule encloses the treasures of time,the beauty of its engravings

So, how can a connection be just superficial, inexistent?

All that one needs to posses is the prism within, the eye, the desire to open the eye,

Look through the prism, see a world adorned with luminescent morsels and multicolored rays. 



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5 thoughts on “A Connection

  1. You are right. A connection between humans is a special thing even if it is a connection of minds only. We humans need someone we can physically reach out and touch, but we also need people who know and understand us, even if we never meet in the flesh.


    • I agree, we need to connect at that level, I guess that is what makes blogging also so special.. we share our thoughts people we have never met and we understand them.And hence also beauty of poetry, literature and art can never fade 🙂


      • Sometimes blogging is like putting part of yourself on a paper airplane and letting the wind take it were it will. It is almost surprising when those connections take place. Surprising yet special 🙂

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  2. If we could only connect so well just from looking in one’s eyes, as beautifully penned as always Pranita 🙂


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