Awakening - Poem by Shruti Goswami
I lost my way back in the woods,
Forgot to inhale the dried brown leaves,
Reminds me of an age old book.
The beauty of life escaped my mind,
In you, my mind was enshrined.
In the freedom of awakening,
Where the deepest feelings of curiosity,
Is invoked by the deepest emotions;
Where supreme consciousness unite,
Mind with matter, and substance with spirit,
I now stand, naked, blessed and blissful,
Awaiting the return of the native.
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