This morning I saw a crow -
Desperately pecking
At its reflection upon the mirror;
Trying in futility
To recover its twin self
Beyond the reflective surface.
The sight flashed up three insights:
Facet one:
Between my self and my self-concept
Lies my ego, my aham.
Facet two:
I see myself
Engaged in a despondent quest
For my second self,
In the infinite you -
Both the bigger you and the smaller you,
Beyond the impregnable fences of illusion.
Facet three:
I see myself
Relentlessly knocking
Upon my mind’s mirror,
Searching for myself,
Beyond the thin, mercuric film
Of my intrusive self-consciousness.
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Inspired by:
'Messages from the Masters'' by Dr.Brian Weiss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Self grows over time with life and experience