Invisible Visible Poem by C. P. Sharma

When I was God
I was self-ordained
All things mixed up within
Its bliss I couldn't enjoy

So colossal was my ego
All universes enveloped in it
Incorporeal were the creations
So these I couldn't enjoy

There was no sense of time
It followed my commands
Neither birth nor death
Neither pleasure nor pain….Sans these, I couldn't enjoy.

Couldn't enjoy
The bliss of lonely self
So I ideated me
And I proclaimed myself

ONE emanated into many
In varied hues and guises
Many tunes and tones
The symphony I enjoy…..All this I enjoy

I marvel in hues and molds
In passions and scents unfold
Through the cycle of birth-death
What is within, all that I let out…..All this I enjoy.

Discombulated by diversity
When I bitterly suffer
I come to know
The value of my eternity…..Immortality I enjoy.

Repeatedly I turn inside
And enjoy its bliss
To know new attributes
I reborn in new forms….All this I enjoy.