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I was lost, being there still
Moment of marvel
A trance, raveling the inner secret,
In all engulfed Brightest darkness.
The spiritual quietness overwhelmingly played
In submission flung arms wide
A betrothal of soul and spirit
Under closed lids
Bloomed the whole existence
Like the oysters pearl.
In desire, consumed surrenderance
That abàted all worldly.
Stars were just hands high
For sky, need not fly
The enchantment left born anew
Ignorant and bewildered
An experience exquisite
A momen Such as a satori.!
About the poetess: Rani Rathna Prabha K. V. is an Assistant Professor of English at Government First Grade College Sirsi, Karnataka. She's an alumnus of Bangalore University.