I Long To Be
Beguiled by the devices
Of here and now,
I long to be with self,
To calm the quickening heart-beats
And the breath-taking wait
For the next sensations.
I spread myself out,
Beyond body and possessions,
Looking out without grasping,
Dissolving the self's distinctions.
Other and self become one,
In a moment of peace, freedom,
Immersed in infinity, joy of being,
That is not-me and me,
In eternal harmony.

A deeply calming and meditative poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ranginee.
ReplyDeleteContemplative thoughts expressed lucidly...loved it
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