Physical Or Mental Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Giving or taking - no matter
But I am there I am here.

You can not describe me
In your ink
You can not value me
In your gold.

I am what I am
Here there
I am sandal-paste
I am flower
I am leaf
I am air
I am a feeling
I am smiling
Being the over your head.

Reach me if you can
I am silent
See me anywhere
I am violent.

I am mundane
I am also non-mundane
You can not call me
Definitely what I am.

But I am present
In clay in stone
In your flesh in blood
On the sight in the light
Also in dark that dog bark.

If there is anything else
You see that is also I
I am the pairs of opposites
See and feel within and outside.