Away from the confusion of logic
Not blinded by ego’s thrall
Escaping ‘maya’, illusions that keep us fooled
What does it take to break free
From the isolation of individuality
And step into the stream of consciousness
That holds all that we know
The ancients say we are all reflections
Of that glorious energy
We call by different names
God, Allah, Mother Nature
Borrowing from this generous sky
A repository of all that was
And all that will be
We must give back, what we receive
Behind different masks
And colourful personalities
We create, to define who we are
Rises the essence of what we may give back
Yielding another layer, to the pearl
Of the eternal world’s oyster
© 24 May 2008, Anita Atina
Like this very much indeed, with its interplay of reflection on reflections finishing with, so fittingly, the image of a pearl. That last line resounds! Many thanks.
Amen Anita. Even the most ebullient waves ultimately recede and become one with the enigmatic blue of the sea. A superb poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How deep and wise and beautiful...