Resident On Earth Poem by Daisy Pereira

When we came into this blue horizon
without words, meanings or language
naked in the beauty of god
just some incoherent sounds
that may be interpreted
in some ways
call it Eden, paradise, Budha or Zen
life starts with a cry
a farewell to hitherto known silence

like a dead moth dreams just wander
a somnambulist through the gardens of the unknown

wanted to be born
sometimes, in vain,

But when it occurs finally
its like a new blossom
sprung all on a sudden
upon this unfamiliar earth
borne from the unknown
of the unknown
we call it a new life
great engineering by god

but to me it seems
there is dark silences before birth
and beyond death..