The Atmosphere Of The Self Poem by Ayni Poet

Sunset in a teardrop, breaking the sadness
Pearls leaking from the rainbows' curves,
The beach coated with soft coconut flakes,
A sea too steady to stir any waves!

Nebulae of thoughts and feelings burning up their gas,
Into the space of Emptiness,
Not even an aeon touches its beautiful silent smile,
Not even a rose can fondle its face and hands!

That unspoken mystery, omnipresent and omnipotent
Can only be acknowledged through its own sight,
Watching the world's illusory meanings arise, play,
And succumb easily, under its own flawless nature!