I travel oft deep into my self
confined to the inner recesses
of my body-mind complex.
Expecting to marvel
at the subtle integration
of the body and the self,
I attempt to realize my self
for salvation to attain.
When I understand the
fore and deep parts of mind,
I hesitate to believe
the nature of the ‘Self',
its confinement or liberation,
the spiritual preceptors explained.
Being wavered in thoughts
I am unfit to meditate
or prostrate at the feet of God.
But I am not sane to be in fast
and pray to God standing on
a single foot for decades
in dark and light to have
a feel of ‘self', as someone
committed suicide wantonly
to have a feel of death.
when we think of ourselves and our contribution to our own enlightenment, we may be puzzled with answers..the last paragraph shows a rebel in this poet! well written, Rajendran Muthiah!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very good poem which probes into the depths of mind.The last stanza is really appealing, and the lines-someone committed suicide wantonly to have a feel of death-is a new thought which I haven't heard before! Nice.