There are times I need to silence my mind
To move the clutter out
And throw like a garbage far off
There are time I like to wind
Up all the mundane issues and sprout
The seeds of love for my own self drop by drop
To create the ocean of love within me
That develops my inner me to reach where my soul had set a long term goal
I journey to my self
Hope I never in luxury roll
Thanks for this nicely crafted poem which is aimed at discovery of inner self to sprout the seeds of love or 'To create the ocean of love within me'. We all vie for this kind of spiritual journey at one point of time or other.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A divine experience I must say, Rimni.