Contradictions

Neither was
Neither is
Neither there
Neither here

Yet we say
God is!!

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Silence of meditation

In the fullness of emptiness

Silence of meditation fills my being.

Twining with nature

My existence from miniature grows grandeur.

This moment a heavenly dream

I am lost in silence.

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Let’s make poverty smile.

What can words bring?

What can lamentation achieve?

It is in this world we all together breathe

In ignorant the ties we cut asunder.

The thinning line of selflessness

Finds joy in selfishness

And, we throw money to buy soul

And, the tears of the poverty.

We leave marks of our soles

In their homes that we call slum

Yet they call us their blood

But, we shun them

Saying our blood is different.

Soul defiled

Wither goes humanity?

The devils we befriend many times

The divine we come across but occasionally

Thus when there are tears of poverty

Let us coat the poverty with smiles

And leave with the joy all over our heart.

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Endlessness of a beginningless

Piercing the endlessness of time

I search for the lost Thee

Within my eyes, You see Yourself clearly

Yet I see not that, but the world external.

Within my ears, You sound Yourself finely

Yet I hear not that, but the sounds external.

Within my nose, You stuff Yourself fragrantly

Yet I smell not that, but fragrance external.

In the water as bubbles You appear to me

In the sea as waves You rush towards me

In the river as current You flow swiftly

In the mountain as might You stand strongly

In the hills as beauty You capture the paining heart

In the wilderness as mystery, You wildly touch me

In the universe as smile, You render me mesmerized

In the fire as heat, You warm me during cold

In the children as innocence, You pass through me

In humanity as Love, You sustain me ever

In the creation as existence, You camouflage well.

Breaking the clustered mind

I venture in search of Thee,

I am undoing the senses slowly

I know I shall find You one day

Hiding within the soul, which I am

Then I know separation shall cease

no more I, and no more You

but only Existence.

 
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