On The First Point Of Aries Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Just floating before on the current of fire
Eyes observed
Trees ashore and the woods on fire,
Violent heat;
The back ground of the dramas
Smokey and concealed,
Burning birds dropped whirling round
The stars melted...

All these events appear to the common people
Canard
But for me reality
I'm habituated watching..

All those the resultant of my protean disease
All those events are the heraldry
Of the time and the universe
All those events are buds;
Bloom in the illusive grove..

The illusory fragrance spreads everywhere
I am transformed into a boat...

Rowing boat is never brought alongside of the shore
Rather come near thick setting dark outpost
Where seen a primeval Banyan tree
Standing on the first point of Aries
Spreading hanging roots of secret inter-relation
I'm (boat) tied with those roots...
Tossing and tossing and tossing..
And witness the amorphous darkness begets light...

And on the leaves of that Banyan tree
Biography, register of births and deaths
And account of activities of light
Maintained minutely....