Poetry as sadhna
And the poet a sadhaka,
Lost into the realms and domains
Unknown
Oblivious of it all.
The poet a sadhna
And this life to his sadhna
And he seasoning it
Into the furnace of experimentation
With the Light Divine
And its Mystical Flashes and Flickerings.
Don't be misled,
Fear you not, get you not tempted
Holding your seat,
Something will test you,
Your power of restraint,
Perseverance and temptation,
Don't give away.
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The relationship between the poet and his poetry wonderfully explored and elaborated. Thanks for sharing.10 points.