Supposition. Poem by Debashish Haar

What if the world began
not with the fiery birth
of stars, nor the silent shift
of oceans on stony shores,
but with the whisper of wings,
the soft breath of a creature
on the verge of being?

What if creation itself
was less a burst of brilliance,
more a slow unfurling
of the hidden and the unseen,
like the opening of a hand
or the gentle turn of a face
towards the light?

Would we then see the world
not as a place of boundaries,
but as a field of whispers,
each breath, each sigh,
a part of the unending story,
the quiet song of what it means
to be alive?

 
 

 
Debashish Haar is a machine learning scientist, who has been published in literary magazines several
times across the globe, including Poetry Life & Times, where he was interviewed twice.
He is currently contending with a severe writer’s block spanning a decade, when he has hardly
produced any publishable content. He is also losing emotional connection with his own work
gradually, and spends more time to edit/tighten his old poems than creating any new content.
 

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