Bazi alis Subrata Ray
The Emptiness. - Poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray
Hi my emptiness, -dearest darling,
Painless vagabond's home,
But for your presence, things are burden,
And the blind mind did roam.
Shadow like this island, crowds,
Phantoms of untold measure,
And coming and going, ghostly figure,
For m the prisons of joyless pleasure.
Beyond the gear of structures and lines,
You stay ever as the soul's cathedral.
The Abstract realm, above sense' profit and harm,
You Brahman chant, meditative psalm.
You clean and clear, desire's attires,
And burn away the hope-made article and goods,
And be the tranquil, with no beguile,
Providing shapeless spiritual food.
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