white

innocence is a name unknown

oblivion unknown.

trying to unwind the thoughts

but isn’t it all hazy, dark and surreal.

oblivion is known or innocence is known

to me-

both amalgamate yet both disintegrate.

focus is lost in the peripheral of my thoughts.

knots of time, layers of time, folded.

open and distribute them.

let the unknown believe and let his belief touch the horizon.

light of clarity

light of time,

light of my thoughts,

light of innocence,

pure and tranquil.