The great awakening,
mortal shell quaking,
breaking,
spirit flys,
open eyes,
truth seen,
freedom rings,
God sings!
The Real Self is not the corporeal body.
The Real Self is what emerges when,
the dream ends and reality kicks in!
Pure vision returns!
Never is there sleep, no body is there to keep.
Freedom returns when physical deception burns!
Dream over.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved it with all its depth and expressions. Real self is what emerges when dream ends and reality kicks in.....I believe I am reading your poems first time and it won't be the last. One more thing - any body who writes his age 101 makes me smile! Thanks.