Trance

Was it an elevator or a corridor?

What time of the day was it?

Morning or late afternoon

Was it in June?

I am trying hard to recollect

Awakening my intellect

Though I vividly know

Gentle music that played there

There where?

No idea

That whit of music

In the background

Caressed my soul

Stunning all my senses

Strings strumming together

A single note but a melody

As if, musician went into leisure

An adagio in symphony

A slow pause

I felt my heart paused too

Entering into a trance

I disappear

It was electrifyingly numb

A moment of bliss

I know how it felt

That I forgot everything else

Do you remember a moment of life?

Where you have disappeared

From the very itself

Like a deep meditation

When a baby grips little finger

With a whole hand, tug of life

Bright flowers on the moss

Growing recklessly, belonging of earth

Sound of flowing river

Knows direction, not past or future

A meditative kiss of lovers

Lips speak, words disenchant

A burning pyre, flames rising

Look into it, fade into dust

In those tragic gorgeous flashes

You feel

so afire, melancholic trance

Your sheer existence

Obscures

Like a suspended atom

In vacuum or womb?