The Unborn Poem by john tiong chunghoo

The Unborn



the mind is vaster
than the body
the mind is an eye of
a larger entity
the born and the unborn share
a single umbilical cord
savouring each other's presence
without the privilege of sights

they live in each other's eyes
whatever that may mean.. fire, ice,
water, air, the moon, stars or flesh

the mind is vaster than the body
a repository of the past stamped
in a frame to tie it down to earth

there, they - the mind and body
welcome each other
faking birth and death to
find their common self
a blindfolding game
to and fro, to and fro

the body is an umbilical cord
to birth, whatever that may mean
here and beyond...
every other day -
whatever that may mean -
twenty four or fifty four hours
or 10,000 years

death whatever that may mean
a deception fabricated
by the body to let the
larger self take birth

Sunday, May 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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Sibu, Sarawak, Borneo East Malaysia
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