When the ropes of mind no longer tie you,
And the body is seen as just a bunch of sensations,
The world will reveal its complete transparency,
And appearance within a dreamy Self.
When you ceased being pulled into time's walls
Boundaries and contours relax into the eternal
The ego's smoke disintegrates into
An ever-fresh space of atmic Conciousness.
Ideas derail their trajectories and load
Thinking vanishes into Being
And you find yourself naked of any "I",
Pure, radiant Peace!
You have described the way for becoming pure spirit, beautifully. Quite a recipe to follow. Although difficult in attaining, we feel the Peace, that your spiritual voyage can truly bring! A poem to be keep near and read in moments of despair, as good as prayer.
Dear Sandra, thank you for reading. Peace is always here - inherent, the ground of Being, the background of any experience. The noise of the mind / ego often covers it as long as we give attention to it. Most of my poetry is Satsang - dedicated to transcendence and Truth. Explore if you wish. Many blessings!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Deeply meaningful poem. Like to read again and again for uplifting the soul. Deserved to be POD. Thanks for sharing.10++++