The warm friendly hand
embracing and encircling you
as the peaceful eternal sleep
come drifting on you
You enjoy the fine feeling
an angelic smile bedecks you
as your head slides besides
and calmness confronts you
Something so sublime, you never knew
These spectacular dazzling lights
greet you to eternal life
from millions of glowing stars
Taken on this grand tour
Where destiny merges with time
Millions of universes away
known only as dark death to mankind! !
©Seema Jayaraman (1986 or 87)
Sleep takes away all complications.This eternal sleep is mysterious. and it lies in destiny's hands. This is timeless, it is immortal. very brave writing.
i like it. AND it is short enough for me to use in my/our June 2017's showcase for PH poets on my PH site. let me know if you don't want it to be included, this coming month, with poems all by 'female' poets. favorite lines: Where destiny merges with time Millions of universes away known only as dark death to mankind! ! ......but, it seems it means more than dark death to you, and to millions........................................................................more who, unlike me, believe in 'life after death'. :) i would use comes: come drifting on you...............but i won't change it unless you tell/ask me to. i'll also use your Poet's Notes. Thanks, bri ;) to MyPoemList also.
A mystical poem that I enjoyed reading. Best wishes from a fellow-poet extending a warm friendly hand!
peaceful eternal sleep angelic smile calmness rom millions of glowing stars destiny merges with time Millions of universes away is it dark death at the end. i dont know or a heavenly joy in the world of light beyond all the millions of universes? ? thank you dear poetess. analysed ur poem and thought a lot about it. thankyou. tony
Embracing and encircling you with the muse of love. Nice work.
Good ink. I love your poem. Thanks a lot dearest poet Be happy always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this passage assures me that Seema has a firm comprehension that she has a Soul, and it has a final destination. yet its thoughts will never Sleep. its yearnings will go on. its Sorrow; Grief; Compassion, and empathy will be a Virtuous treasure for the one's that Live on after Her.
Comprehension regarding the existence of soul, god and higher consciousness is but a given in our culture. more true from the subculture which I come from, my native place is from a place called Kannur (Cannanore) a region called North Malabar in Kerala State, India (Kerala is called God's own country and you must visit some day) . In Kannur we are heavily exposed to ancient traditional ways of nature worship in various dance forms with elaborate costumes and paintings on the body called Theyyam (I will write more on that later) the theyyam festivals are celebrated in a relay running into several days over several months in each of the small temples close to nature called Kavu built every few kilometers. We also consider a God form called Mutthappan a representation of Lord Shiva living in the forests of Malabar region close to nature... though city bred we still go back to our roots whenever we can and I love attending these festivals whenever I can, religiously conducted with all sincerity and fervor. No doubt I speak of souls even unknowingly..