Revealing

Folder: 
Satish Verma

When you take a false 
lead, life will undo the seeds 
and the cataracts freeze. 

This is the story of 
a butterfly, in disturbing amber 
buried in snowfall. 

Can your body take the imprints of flogging? 
When you start sketching the polar ice 
in the story of death, compounding 
the mystry of 
unleashing sea 
of the fawn eyes, whose message 
was sent in water?