Heart has reasons of which Reason
Itself is not aware, said Blaise Pascal.
At much lower level, I cannot measure
The needs which I inwardly have!
When I open up, I am wondering whether
At all I should, but then the stream begins
As it goes on struggling, picking up speed
I find so much of it coming through
I had not realized that I had tanked so much,
Kathopanishad comes to my mind.
God created our senses to go outward,
Leaving it difficult to see inward.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem