Mukul Dahal

A chase-

it is a perfect chase.

A flower is after its fragrance.

A leaf after a glossy green.

Life after lifeness.

The sky after its blue.

The sunshine after light.

The night after darkness.

Music after melody.

A poet after his poetry.

A saint after sainthood.

An artist after art.

I am here

measuring the cadence of chase.

And chasing myself.