The spirit around me,
Is so true,
Like crystal water of lake;
Its force is so intense,
Drives me
To accomplish it's objective,
As it wants;
Felt energy captivating me,
Knocking my door,
Dashing my windows,
Gesturing it's presence,
My mind should feel;
No object yet could move
My body, mind and soul;
Never could I defy
Nor could set my self free,
From its influence;
My spirits make 'me my me';
© Sadashivan Nair
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