Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

What is not new


Ask not what is new
Ask if you want to ask
What is not new.

See, what is worth seeing
And what is worth seeing
You are to know.

Here is the guava flower
That is there to tell you
Life's real Truth.

Truth is you are living
At this hour before me
And to you I am protecting.

Being seated here within you
I am asking so many questions
And you are trying to answer.

All answers are in me
As you see within
Be calm and have patience with you.

Submitted: Monday, November 04, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 05, 2013

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