The infinite below,
And ecstasy all around ...
Trains of thought burst my mind
Through a confusion of light 'n' sound,
Man, I've left the ground.
No yesterday behind,
No tomorrow in front,
I live only now
And stare at today ...
Through a colorful smoky screen,
Man, I ain't changing this scene.
Hmmm.. Is that Pranta or Bob Dylan?
ReplyDeleteHmm Pranta "Ecstasy all round .." was it caused by choiciest of the Assamese herbs. Of course I mean the finest of them all Tea.
ReplyDeleteBut again the screen got smoky, so I am feeling somewaht spooky -):