The Mystic

Sitting by the window of the bus,
With earphones plugged in.
I'm enjoying the music, plus
Thinking of ways to win.

A madman gazing at the sky,
Gains my attention,
He looked like he were about to fly,
And succeed in making divine ascension.

I started thinking about him,
Staring at him with a fixed gaze.
I concluded his intellect was dim,
And that beyond limits was his craze.

Suddenly I heard the Vedas being chanted.
I looked around with wonder.
Oh! The madman was looking enchanted.
I realised that I had made a blunder.

The mystic woke up from his trance,
And gave me a pleasant smile.
It reminded me of Rudra's cosmic dance,
Making me momentarily immobile.
-Mr.ClAiRvOyAnT