Ravinder Kumar Soni
The Void - Poem by Ravinder Kumar Soni
Across and beyond the maze of baffling and tortuous thoughts
There is that far-off void strange and fearsome,
Dark and dingy, cheerless and seedy, dry and rabid,
Which void cannot, with eyes open and senses taut,
Be otherwise reached and filled with ideas and dreams;
This I was told when I had barely learnt to think aloud.
Failing in my attempts to locate it anywhere else outside
I had long ago turned inwards
And dwelled deep and deeper still,
With eyes closed and mind relaxed
Blindly probed the pithy inner darkness
In search of the invisible indicatory ray of light
Leading the way;
I found -
What I was told was indeed true
That the kind of void which I could not ordinarily see did exist
That the same was spoiled and contaminated
By my own implorations and reservations amiss,
Which void I had firstly to cleanse
To make it agreeable to my numerous wayward urges
Continuing to block my sights and progressing maturity.
I also found -
Had I harboured any fear or anxiety
Any doubt or misgiving
Or lost my nerve and upholding, hope and standing,
In a simple meaningful way
I would have failed to find that I vehemently sought.
The verification which I also sought
Was not an immediate essential
The tastes and scents that lingered were not meant to vary,
Regardless of purpose and faith,
Purity and truth,
Throughout the course of my existence
The mind-created void would still exist.
Therefore, with my being neatly sealed
And left alone in my self-created wilderness
I had no choice,
No way of escape from myself.
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