I Would Not Stop ‘stopping By The Woods’
Still, I would not stop ‘stopping by the woods’,
by Bazi alis Subrata Ray
And go beyond the farm house, somewhere,
In search of you, through your revealing new.
I would win the farmer and the gardener too,
And set my telescope alert to fix the view,
And if you recede through the sea waves,
Or make you concealed in mysterious caves,
I would remain a knight, and never be a knave.
From the Ganges, through Mississippi to Rine,
From catalectic feelings to empty transcendence;
All abstract moods.