Pour and puddles
When I am flying
In my castle of smoke
You pour on me
Avalanche of grace
When I am flowing
In my river of indulgence
You shower on me
Fragments of bliss
And yet you ask me
How I melted into puddles
and started dreaming mahogany dreams?
How I lost myself to the rubble
and started finding solitude in the spring?
-Surath Giri
In my castle of smoke
You pour on me
Avalanche of grace
When I am flowing
In my river of indulgence
You shower on me
Fragments of bliss
And yet you ask me
How I melted into puddles
and started dreaming mahogany dreams?
How I lost myself to the rubble
and started finding solitude in the spring?
-Surath Giri
