A Poet's Dream Poem by Padma Devkota

I dreamt (please keep it hushed)
of a ripply mirror where the image of the sky
dropped a question mark: 'Who is? Who is? '
And the mirror said: "Sky is! Sky is! "
Narcissus, where is thy love?

I dreamt of beauty drowning in the pond
where I, a poet in love with all that is beautiful,
found attachments too heavy to relinquish.
So, I drowned myself in the life-giving waters
of the beautiful world. Amen.

O wait! It was Truth I really was after.
(Please don't tell anyone this.)
The sky in the ripples of the water said:
"Beauty is Bliss."