The self-illumed Self
Akin to a countless odd suns!
Shows light to the world
And shadows form at once
The world seen in this light
Is not That to find
Nor is It the shadow
Due to the clouded mind
The appearance of others
Counted within or without
Is by a false ego, seen
Separate from the Scout
The feeling of the void
May scare, soothe or skew
But it is not the end
Just One's point of view
Yet the senses play a fool
And until they so do
This world will remain
As its for me... and for you
1 comment:
Thanks Radhika-ji,
Loner, yes; self-declared, don't know; poet, no! :)
I do manage to scribble something that sometimes make some sense to some people! :)
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