No Cure But You

i cannot recall

the exact moment

though surely

my soul knew

and had been waiting

to the unconscious self

drowned

in layer 
upon layer of sleep

at first glance

you were 
like any other

and in my ignorance

i was hopelessly, utterly

defenseless

Love stole upon me

like monsoon clouds

gathering stealthily

in the night

unseen, unheard

by anyone

except by those possessed

or devout

and a knife plunged swiftly

slicing

to the center of my heart

inflicting a wound

for which

there is no cure

but You

the whole world was transformed

in an instant

an instant i still cannot

hope to recall-

the smell of rain

the music of dawn birds

the taste of mangoes

and now everything

everything

everything!

is tinged 
with your fragrance

your presence or absence

the hue

in which 
my life 
gets painted

this exquisite pain

is borne 
and nursed

in silence

in a world 
that can read

rumi’s transcendent devotion

as carnal desire

what hope 
do i have

to speak of this

even to you?

11^th june 2010

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