mind
stays still
in
out
backache
lost concentration
again
in
out
becomes still
my love
my home
lol
here I am
mind springs
come on man! !
in..
out....
here it comes still
light... light....very light
delight
one who has control over his mind is always on the right path.... very nicely written
simple...yet the gravity of thy feeling has a greater energy heights. so simple...adorable...
It is all about breath, isn't it? the way we breath in...out. I like this definition of concentration and state of mind, becoming your love and home, well said. What else could I wish to you but nirvana :) Best regards, one
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I would like to translate this poem
In my imagery I see a man one with his surroundings yet not really belonging there... When he is still, his basic nature comes alive, observing himself as an outsider... his love for his home, his long suffering backache; out of scope with what he’s engrossed in. trying to fit in, trying to focus in vain... May be reading a patient's chart? He keeps drifting in to the scene and out of it often... Not what he wants clearly... Lol Did I read your mind? Lovely! Deva