In a paper I read
About the beauty of language
A famous scholar said
About Sanskrit
That it described things perfectly
Such as
Nipal asam
“As softly or silently as the falling of leaves.”
It made me think of
Leaves drifting through the softness of time
Like a sigh suspended in the softness of space
It made me think of
The soft cocoon of your heartbeat
A language of beauty
For mine.
(NaPoWriMo 2024)
