Ever expanding endless space,
Light and sound dance,
Mind at uneven bounce,
Freedom to me! It sounds!
But, truly, am I not bound?
In the play of light and sound?
Am I not slave to my own mind?
Under five senses that always bind!
I am kept in mystical prison
In all directions it’s kept open
No doors to shut or to lock!
No guards round the clock!
Who kept me like this caged?
In what am I foolishly engaged?
Through the Universe gross
The ocean of karma I cross
I found the secret door
To escape endless cycle
It is in my heart core
The key is Your name sacred!
Though the cosmos is endless
I find all things are useless
Except Your sweet name
By which I lit my form! jan10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
in quantum physics some areas remain a surprise to even great scientists like Einstein: I wished to show that space time is not necessarily something to which one can ascribe to a separate existence, independently of the actual objects of physical reality. Physical objects are not in space, but these objects are spatially extended. In this way the concept empty space loses its meaning. (Albert Einstein) i have read your poem more than 20-25 times and it struck me that Einstein also had similar sentiments great poem aghain..keep going