FIVE WAYS TO LOOK AT THE NUMBERLESS
1
A baby opens its eyes for the first time In India
Unable to count the light flickers of the bulb;
Closes its eyes,Equally unable to count kaleidoscopic dreams.
The mother beats the earth inside
As angular sun rays catch each dust mote
2.
And no one can count
Who is truly resting
But the night is replete with stars
Each a singularity in the infinite
As among the numberless are we
And the turning leaves as they fall
Against the background of this space.
3.
In my dream I grabbed the moon
Squeezing ambient light from the sun
That dripped from all the star clusters
Then I knew The only singularity was my eye
And I One with the numberless of my dream.
4.
Not all the angular light rays
Nor infinitude of dust motes
Like angelsCan dance of the head of a pin
Except baby and I
Who know of no mathematics
Existing in all this dividing light.
5.
Baby and I dream of un-division
Where no calculus divides the light
Nor are all pinheads accounted for
Enquires and interrogatories Though blended
Cannot measure width of dreams
Nor the breadth of a singular eye.
-Sai Grafio-