<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=575189" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The abstract star</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At one time everything slips into the past</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me take it for granted<br>that I am flying in the sky<br>over my head below my feet<br>beginning from the fingers of<br>my outspread hands the endless sky</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sky of the night of the dark moon<br>the enchanting endless sky<br>of the night of the dark moon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Do not start your journey on the night of the dark moon”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The known warning of my mother’s simple faith<br>yet I was born in such a dark night<br>she hides thing truth from me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The star gazing at which I am flying<br>in enchanting sky of this night<br>is dead is it’s sky in the same present<br>yet it is living for me<br>it is the living abstract star of the projected truth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At one time everything slips into the past</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Am I going or flying<br>gazing at the star<br>just assume by<br>my own reasoning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What a pleasure in making assumption<br>many a journey begins with such assuming<br>what is the end of all these journeys<br>the abstract star of my assumed sky<br>***<br>[Translated from Assamese by Prof. ProdIp Khataniar]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kushal+Dutta">Kushal Dutta</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=575189" data-title="The abstract star de Kushal Dutta" data-description="At one time everything slips into the past Let me take it for granted that I am flying in the sky over my head below my feet beginning from the fingers of my outspread hands the endless sky The sky of the night of the dark moon the enchanting en..."></div> </div> </div>

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