BEYOND THE MUNDANE
Sowmen Mitter
Find a way, as you would
Into a land unbound
By things so drearily mundane,
Escape if you can
Into days far-bygone
And reverie of a pensive solitude.
Cherish if you will
The pleasures that heal
Nicks and bruises you must've got.
Relish the feel, aware and awake
That some earthly mistake
May have it all torn asunder.
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