Me Poem by Seyamak Ghambari

Wisdom may fill me with richness,
But I am not full,
Spirit not content,
Soul not calm,
And heart not satisfied.

My spirit thirsty,
My heart fears a great deal,
My soul needs bliss fullness.

Once all of “my self” was overcome and had died,
Once every urge and desire was silenced in my heart,
Once “wishing” not in my thoughts,
Then I will find tranquillity in my life,
And inner most of “my being” will weak up.

Seyamak Ghambari - 2010