Inside And Outside Worlds Poem by Kiran Pillai

There is a life outside of me
The world that takes ideas and concepts
There is also a life inside me
The world that moves towards silence.

They say the outside world
Is reflection of the world inside.
The noise outside seems to die down
To the silence within myself now.

Why move too much to make sense
Meaning in outside world is a rarity.
How much sense can be made of noise
Even life is made into a concept outside.

I hear nothing really is permanent.
Outside world cannot have permanence.
Any idea is replaceable in this world
What is sacred now is profane tomorrow.

What lies in the world inside me?
A vast silence and lots of space.
Yes there are storms in this space too.
I better not get drenched in storms anyway!

It took me some time to come inside
Stay in this peace within myself totally.
Once I see this establishment within
I have space for everything of the outside.

Still, there arises movements within me
That questions this peace within me.
What is it all going towards? Am I getting there?
What presentation is needed for the world without?

Wisdom from Masters tells me not to bother
Let the world speak what they wish to speak.
I can stay within this inside world. Keep looking.
Keep looking outside from this peace within.

Soon, the world becomes a drama to watch.
It is good fun watching the world drama
Let it all unfold naturally. Like a Padma flower
Till the inside and outside worlds merge!