March 2026 – Page 5 – elancharan gunasekaran

striders skimming the surface of reality a tiny stream busy with life

monkey with a lion’s mane leads me down the spring forest path a game of pause and crawl

the mind fog fades and the eyes of many gaze into the abyss of the supervoid

slipped into the mind of the beast and all i could feel was hunger primal and ancient as the void above

winter’s gift: a potion of emptiness to escape the noise and the coming chaos

pulled between light and dark the spring moon stands her ground

spring the sun peeks from behind the brutalist and the minds of men run for cover within numb skulls

guide tired limbs from bed to war spring before dawn

tide logic dictates: anything and everything where the waves can reach shall be devoured without hesitation

pilgrims of the light trail the comet as it streaks across the void of space burning eternal enduring cold as old as their unyielding faith