grabbing my hand
he would not let me
go..i told him i am
what i am is all i
know but i told him
that he was a mystic
in his burning eyes
it showed memories
moments mystically
stored i penetrated
the soul of his windows
to others this vision he
had closed locked both
the doors ,,away from
worldly woes up close
he was one with brahma
vishnu mahadev i suppose
the power of shakti bhakti
karmically within his body
enclosed ..he blessed me
shocking me completely '
when he said is your name
not firoze ,,i envy the path
you divined you chose
after he left i wondered
had i met him at the nasikh
kumbh god alone knows ,,
