It Is Present Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

It is there
It is very much there
Though every time we miss it
We fail to recognise it
That very often appears
To be our own shadow
Sometimes leading
Sometimes following
And sometimes found nowhere

It is missed when caught in mind
And authority declared upon it
Only heart can feel and see
When you are totally dissolved
In its presence

In searching you can't find
In searching you go
Far far away from yourself
In the moments of bliss
It's presence is felt,
In depression it is diluted
It's a joy without a cause
Deep rooted in the depth
of your self

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