Oh, It Is You Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Oh, it is you
I see here
In my own light
And I utter words
That are yours.

You stare
I care.
You fire
I care.

True, you are
My looking glass.
You are my knoweldge
In reality.
I declare
All emptiness
In me.

I man
Born though
In emptiness
I have everything
In me.
I am not able
To meausre,
I am not able
To count,
The forms
That are here
In me.

Climb to my
Own light
And I discover
You,
You, the truth.
In black and white.