Thus he left

So he spake before vanishing.
And I, oblivious of his footsteps melting in the wilderness,
Leaned against the whispers of stupor.
Seldom have my deaf ears tuned to such melody, seldom;
Rarely have my blind eyes seen such mesmerising beauty, rarely;
Never has my wandering mind settled on such peace, never.
What blinding light, what unbearable gaze, what strident whisper
He left me with, O Lord!

[Dhaka, January 25, 2014]

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