Satyam,
Original Spirit
Water and thirst together,
Unapproachable by thought's claws,
Nature of Truth,
Words tainting it.
Shivam,
That which is and is not,
The wind curling in a dream,
A seal which liberates itself,
Colossal and nothingness,
Eternal brooks supplied by
A metaphysical ocean.
Sundram,
Source mirroring Source,
Perplex Beauty in love,
Elastic curves filling fathomless dimensions
Mind's created ecstasy,
Lax exploration
Within.
Monologue deaf to duets,
A mystical trinity,
Music for ears that want to hear,
The zero before any One,
Brahman.
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Brahman. Satyam, Shivam, Sundram, such eternal truths you have brought in your poem...... A hind u will understand all these what you write as perennial truths........ thank you dear poetess. tony