The Phoenix in me got tired of collecting its own
ashes to become a body once again.
So I allowed my ashes to fly.
Scattered ashes got carried further and further in space.
Soon each speck of ash became a conscious entity
observant of the Time, Space and Energy all around
pulsating with the Universe in its majestic undulations.
Thus, I shall never die.
(Hyderabad)
It left me spell bound and speechless. Please read my 'A wish', a similar thought. CP
Has shades of big bang. And the idea that in each particle of ash life is present is very a great expression. Liked the poem much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmmmm! a truly immortal soul. nicely done.