- Ushmi Dosaja
Poem: Crumble, then Create
I know what is happening
As I watch
The structure of the worlds
I have built
Collapse
Architecture rendered finely
From the limited mind
That to the beholder
Not akin to see beyond
They are beauty
Carefully crafted walls
Of gold filigree
Now too delicate
To confine
Wings that want
To spread
Unravelling meaning
Upon meaning
And throwing
It onto the fire
Where illusion
Is sent to burn
Knowing
That this knowing
Brings
A sultry refuge
Embedded
In the faint glow
Of the radiance
I can already see
That was
Promised
Of the other side
The smouldering remains
Of the heavy
Transmuted into light
Permeating each crack
Of these crumbling walls
As they fall
Of their own accord
Making room
From the rubble
For the vastness
From which
I will build
Again.
Written by Ushmi Dosaja
