There Is A Way To Be Eternal Poem by Mohabeer Beeharry

At vespers
I stop the flow of my life
And breathless, I dive deep inside myself,
Now a reality to me.

How I used to laugh once
When the talk turned to looking inside.
I tried,
I hit a body of solid.

My own heart was inaccessible to me
And my mind, a chimera
A phantasmagoria
Always on the run.

And this frame
insanely caught into a web of demands
And restlessness
That would take several life time to satiate.

Wise men talk of an inside,
The home of wisdom
Where living is eternal,
Joys are mine, yours and ours,

Uncreated
And indestructible,
A place once we left to follow this impermanent breath of life,
A trangression!

Stop a while.
Wrapped and hidden in bundles of harmful emotions
Desires and ignorance
Inside this frame, there is a way to where the truth waits.

Between your eyes
Sit inside yourself
And wait!

To those who try,
Music all the way
And flashes of beautiful lights,

Cascades of humming falls
Conches, church bells, birds songs
Flutes and harps to celebrate the effort!
And to crown it all,
The great embrace of living peace.