From where did I come and from this point
What do I become and where do I go to?
My mind becomes a jumble of whats and whys and wheres.
I watch the river, flowing. Sometimes forceful
And at other times, tranquil. I watch the day
And the night. I am one with the water, sky and earth.
Sometimes, pause and listen to earth's heartbeat.
Still your mind, and still your feet.
A lovely poem.. Liked these lines the most. ........................................................................................... My mind becomes a jumble of whats and whys and wheres. ........................................................................................... Sometimes, pause and listen to earth's heartbeat. ...........................................................................................
Sometimes, pause and listen to earth's heartbeat. Still your mind, and still your feet. So truly it is suggested....liked your thought.....10
you go poetically phiosophic there Rani...much truth inside...thanks...10
such stillness and peace as you read the last two lines...beautiful
All poets worthy of the name are at one with water, sky and the earth. Lovely write... Always your friend, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is so peaceful, Rani. Especially that line, about pausing to listen to the earth's heartbeat. Just lovely.