When he was alive
I wasn’t aware of that he less he
Acting within him.
I judged him as he that was visible
When he became still
I became aware
And wondered how
I believed in a he, a thing
-became a rotting thing
To be discarded.
Now, vow
I see the real he.
Raveendran N.V.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-less-he/
