I take long walks
In Latin quarters in Paris
I enter a random church
Someone is playing Ave Maria
I climb Sahyadri hills
Feeling free and fatigued
I walk along Marine drive
Watching rains approach
I am stranded in deluge
Waiting for a transport home
At times I am sailing
Along Tungabhadra in Hampi
Or I am listening to a stream
On some river bank in Bhutan
Or I walk and sob on a beach
Unsure of taste of salt
It could be sea
Or my tears
At times I am trapped
In Escherisque space
Or walking on a
Mobius strip
I am lost and then
I am found
I reach yet
I don't reach
While Uncertainty is
The only certainty
Waking hours
A prolonged nightmare
My escape and freedom
Is in my dream
Selfish it may seem
I don't want to be awake
I don't want to talk
Of nightmares today
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