Flames Of Being And Thorns Of Ignorance Poem by Ayni Poet

Boundless freedom dreams of an "I",
And envisions life through sensorial lenses,
Making body-minds seem certain and real,
Emulating a whole maze of chronicles about shapes.

Art and intelligence are poured in geometrical snapshots,
Made to delight and entertain fine hearts,
Beauty and wisdom are inserted in quotidian scenes,
To illuminate the sturdy sea of random thoughts and actions.

But masses live on the surface of experience,
So the secret of "I" remains concealed and unexplored,
Only few know the invisible, indestructible One essense,
The rest never flowers into divine understanding,
And stilness doesn't flame their Being.