Maya Poem by Padma Devkota

This fading screen is my luck today
though it still glows opaque.
I see and think of what Truth must be
as if ‘twere a piece of cake.

My lulling mind now sharp, now dim,
recalls such visions rare
on which I build my faith each time
and hold it close and dear.

Dame Illusion yet stands by my side
and carves dazzling figures bright,
she has many knick-knacks for my soul
that must yet turn to Light.

Monday,10 December 2012