Light Bending

This wave and grain

In line and perspective 

collected from earth’s core

to gravity’s effect

and lessened on light

bent and traversed,

is memory –made

a history squandered,

a love gone waste

of a mad man’s conquest,
so fickle
but adept.

They come in color

not those of a painter’s color palette

But of thorn- road,

wound and longevity

or ripple laughter and teardrop

that is said in the book of life.

And Everything

in this world

in the end

is a scramble

once amalgamated

and scattered

like light bent

past the refractive index

and dimension-freeing.

Inspired by Ushan Gunasekera's photography