OCTAVE VIII = II

Some  Tunes    sing  out  loud  or  vibrate
Some  others    looks  on  an  smiles   ever  mute
The   Spring or  green  abundance  of  life
comes  to  an end.
The   non -physical  subtle music  of  life  rise
and  with   Cosmic  rhymes , rhythm  and    cadence
the   hidden  poems  of   Life arise
or vibrate  -and
like   incense   -burning  in  Temple  arise
and    float   or  fly
to    fill  all  Sky, everywhere !

No  more  words--
neither  physical  sound  or  hidden  script
now the  super-sensual  songs   of    joyous  life
to  let  all  luminosity  spread  ;
 both  visual or  otherwise  
beyond  or  beneath .

And   my  Friend  ,
why  not  come  there  and  join  me
in  that   betrothal  Joyous  dance  .
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Bengali  Poem  of  2002 - '06 :  Transliteration  now .