Be Simple

The big things are done in a small way

The complex is truly simple

Air is the water

And the fire is the ether

In our earth of equanimity.

If you stay in the black

Black light of blind vision

You better

Donate the eyes,

The earth gave to you.

If you can’t hear,

The cry of time

If you can’t hear,

The thirst of space….

You better

Die to born again.

Like a flower

Be the natural species

Of simple rhythm.

By Samij Datta, Poet, Writer, Painter.

For more info on poetry by Samij Datta, please contact Joy Roy Choudhury at artvantage.uk@gmail.com