It's A Spot For Meditation At The Climax Poem by Chaminda Pushpadewa

It's A Spot For Meditation At The Climax



Stepping for reaching the top of mountain
Hearing sounds that are born in from winds
Thinking, but struggling thought though, mild darkness spread front of the road
Invasion, the hesitation of scared like darkness thus holly shadow stepped to the base.

Reminding something that unfair of society
After that thought shame of lifespan that with some sin work
Desires might not be stopped
However, the love is grown up by looking at environments.

Thinking, who slay fun life of my own?
Though stepping up to climax it has number of rock caves
Heard sounds, which helped to flee sorrow and lust, but not born in pleasure or sin
The temporal life is turning to eternal from each footstep.

Rock cave build for meditation for fleeing the deceit of life
There was not darkness I thought as previously
There is having really bright full nature
Piercing blow winds that is helping to inspiration and aspiration

Wednesday, January 17, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: meditation
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