I am light,
I am darkness.
I am the way
And I am the glory.
In wisdom
Like the radiant sun
I wax in light.
In darkness
Like the pale moon
I wane,
And this fragile frame suffers
Victim to consumming distresses.
Like the wonton waterfall
Tumbling from on high
Spilling showers of gleaming sunshine
I am happiness.
In patience
I am a fortress
Of rock and stone,
Fearless
Treading the path of self-realisation.
And in ignorance
I am a shack of straw
My mind a tinderbox,
Slave to the marauding senses
silently
Consuming myself.
At the dawn of wisdom,
In the heart of the transcendental light,
I see myself
As the glory of the One
Who made me.
No light,
No darkness
No wisdom nor happiness,
I see myself as Him
And Him as me,
The ultimate reality of the infinite consciousness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poem. Best wishes Mohabeer... Udaya
Hi Sir Thank you so much for reading.much obliged. Mohabeer Beeharry
Hi thank you so much for reading. Much obliged. Mohabeer Beeharry