The Mirror To Life Poem by DrTP Sasikumar

Birth life and death

Are all within the mind

An intricate pattern

In the web of life,

When the mind is full

The world is full

When the mind empties

The world is empty too.


Desire is the craving of the mind

An empty vessel waiting to be filled,

Fantasies, dreams, imaginations and ideas

Immeasurable illusions, the product of the mind

Brim over the receptacle;

I wear my leather footwear

If I wish for a leather carpet

The serene agent, my dynamic mind

Transforms the thought, to suit my desire.


The mind is a mirror to life

Made by god never to be broken

Reflecting the wonders of life;

Achievements too are nearer

If you could only look within,

What is thought to be a mirage

Is well within our grasp;


Some struggle to clean the mirror

Flecked with dust and scratches

With cloth or polish both dirty and sandy

Making it more flawed than before;

But who will give me the magic formula

Powder, paper, polish or paint

To sparkle the mirror of my mind

With which I shall reflect the truth of the world

In its original immensity and magnitude.


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