WILL YOU WALK WITH ME?
I walk through the corridors of thoughts
carved on the walls of temples, cathedrals and mosques.
It is all openness.
The walls are blank
and so are the entrance halls.
Silence hums like bees around hives,
and the lives the people lived
start humming back.
A bird sits on the dome, another there on a spire.
There is something for everyone, everything for all;
there is someone listening all along,
and am I there among them all?

Sushama Karnik
Jun 9, 2016