A flare reaches the skies
Leaving a trail of blazing stars and smoke
The trees, the forest floor flooded with the glare and haze
The smoke gradually disseminates to reveal two heaps of broken stars on the ground.
Two fulgors reach up from the two broken heaps,
Swirling dizzyingly; the brightest and shiniest fulgors
Move to touch and complete each other.
A flare reaches to heavens once they merge into each other –
Fulgors of kindness; of understanding –
While moving in ecstasy
A complete star beacons the other broken bits.
One after the other, broken & tired fragments of stars
Reach out to each other
To join the ecstatic frolic in the sky.
Lo and behold! The dance of completeness
The euphoria of finishing each other.
The rapturous revelry to have found long-lost puzzles.
The Rhapsody of souls.
Image credits: Muhammad Omair Khan