UNSELFING
The thin film of clouds
Slowly settle over the hills
The rain has stopped
I feel like floating
Or gently gliding down
To an unknown vacuity
Into the depths of the self
Weighing it down
Delving deep into it…
Throwing the dark shadows
Reflecting the white
The life and nature goes on...
I wish to look at this world
Standing aside…
Like a stranger…
I can see it all unaffected…
Flowers, trees, birds
And within me..
My self extols to unself…
RAJI. C.N.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another excellent write on nature. We are part of it.+++10