Parmita Poem by Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar

In a vacuum dispersed all over
The chamber of my mind,
The breathless,
Shapeless and formless
And fast growing images set
In its sluggish and languid motion.

The awesome silence
Of the surroundings
Digs the earth
More deeper and deeper
More inner and inner
Into the deep well.
Looking down the well
Get reflected in its inner eye –
Pure and lucid water
Shimmered like the milky way
Of thousands of thousands miles away.

The mind alike
The feather lighter as the air and
The axe heavier as the wrought iron
Falls
In the same direction
In the same speed
To the deep depth of the well
Like the milky waterfalls do.

Sluiced by pure water,
My wholesome soul
Suffused an unfathomable ocean
Deviated its trail to the arhat.

June 7th.2005

Parmita- completion of every performance and works in life.
Arhat – at the top of enlightenment and completion after which there will be no rebirth.