Metamorphosis Poem by Pamuditha Zen Anjana

Within myself, I feel something stirring...
I feel the presence of some anonymity,
the work of some unknown force,
awakening!


In comparison, I feel I'm still, and still...
like the calm sea before a storm,
like the silenced forest before a predator,
striking!


Deep inside, upon my inner eye, flashes...
the darkest and the yet to be discovered,
the hidden and the deepest depths,
unveiling!


In Retrospect, I get a feeling, like...
I'm missing the most important keynotes,
I'm letting all these facts pass me by easily,
reprieving!


They say, I worry too much, yet...
I know, the waiting is far better than rushing,
holding my ground is better than falling back,
resenting!


In circumspection, I know, whether...
time will run towards the day of final judgement,
the earthlings'll see the sun on the newest day,
dawning!


That way, I find it easy, to follow...
the self-righteous ways of the absorbed truth,
the self-imposed rules of the disclosed mind,
preaching!


Thus, One day, in the future, not very far...


In conception, I'll look straight at you, and shout...
I've seen the depths of the most unforeseen of all,
and I've found the best way to end this enchantment,
uprising!