- Inner Realm -
Thou wert in my mind as pristine unity,
One without second a non dual self,
Thou wert in every trying time of my mind,
With my breath thou flow and with no mind calm.
The beauty that lulled my mind thou nourish.
It is sober shrine that shoved me incised.
My hope rose and hopeless mite dismantled.
My snooty self looked to shine with poetic praise,
With deeper rage it shradded by being correct.
The wholeness broke and surfaced on dewy bed.
I am a being with mindless wave length.
perfection uprise! the unity demise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem