We are born with a centre
free in every sense.
Free of expectations
ambitions and embarrassments.
Free of fear and worry.
It is an umbilical spot of grace
that engulfs us in peace.
Psychologists call this centre, psyche.
Theologians call it the Soul.
Jung calls it the seat of the unconscious.
Hindu Gurus call it the Atman,
Buddhists call it Dharma.
Sufis call it Qalb.
Jesus calls it the centre of love
and the dwelling of the Holy Spirit.
Be conscious of this inwardness
and know what we are.
The coming to consciousness
is not the discovery of something new.
It is a long and painful return
to that which has always been.
So perfectly true, stated simply and purely with a profound energy fulfilling the soul! Always tracing our beginnings back to where we ourselves began, showing the beauty of who we have been from the beginning of out very lives. Extraordinary poem, very spiritual, inspiring and insightful! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
You are right. But in our spirit there is a emptiness that we could full by just connexion it to creator of it. Thank you for sharing.
a very fine spiritual write..... made me think a lot dear poet. your mystic mind is a gift of God.
Free of fear and worry. It is an umbilical spot of grace that engulfs us in peace. great poem 10
Consciousness in a state of unconsciousness is a true state. Dead while still alive. Great poem. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome poem, Yes we are born without worries and pure like honey then in this world we get contaminated by ugly thoughts, social norms and wishful ambitions....A thought provoking poem, Indeed, Thanks for sharing...10+++