The Cottage Of Peace Poem by sookdeo manansingh manansingh

The house i build is not made out of bricks and stone
it is shape by sacrifice and determination with patience
for me alone
to shield my head from obstacles and broken desire
i keep strong my faith in what i want to achieve
and what i aspire

to create a golden-like cottage out of leaves
and mud i choose to place before the shore
that the tired waves will find peace and must
not repeat the journey no more
where i can sit between the mountains that will defend
me when the enemy of the wind may arrive
under the stars of heaven i will remain awake
and let my words of wisdom survive

to remove myself from the cruelty of the city
i wish not for my character to taint
i rather choose to follow in the footsteps
of my father and live as a saint.
the purity of my mind will enlighten
my soul as a bird to fly
in my garden i will nurture the seed
of knowledge and be fearless
as to why i must die

to make sacred the space i choose to reside
will remain immortal with my light
i have frozen all my assets for humanity
to share and to wait until i can
become one with the infinite.