Beyond The Three Worlds Poem by NRUSINGHA MISHRA

Who am I really?
I am a living breathing entity
I wake up every day with a sense of gratitude,
I feel for others pain like mine in solitude
I enjoy things that give me pleasure,
I sleep and dream, wake up to think in my leisure
But all these things keep changing,
Sway me in the moment which is constantly fleeting
What is purpose of my life and ultimate goal?
Pass my days frivolously not thinking about it and my soul
I keep moving randomly within these three worlds,
My awake, dreaming and deep sleeping worlds
What is happening in the background?
Who is witnessing all these without any sound?
Pictures come and go in the screen
And the screen is witnessing
My consciousness behind all these remains constant
This life is a bubble and will burst in an instant