Its funny
I was a compulsive thinker..
My mind was full of questions n doubts...
Answers would never satiate my thirst abound...
I read books n books
Hoping the next one would bring solace
But with my thoughts they failed to keep pace..
I met faces n faces in the crowd..
Each havin a theory of their own of which they were so proud...
I watched the flowers n the stars
N wondered from where did they get their power...
I looked at the sky so vast..
N wondered how it kept the tranquility
N remained calm n untouched
by the noise of the buzzing city...
Until I realised that
It's the Power of Now
on which the nature thrives..
It doesn't live in the future or past
Present Moment is the only end
And present moment is the only start...
Now I wonder what took me so long
to enjoy the flight of a calm and thought less mind...,
It is the present moment awareness that holds the key…
I again find it funny..
Now I write poems from a mind that is thought free
A wonderful poem that captures a mutual insight into the nature of thought and silence...
Either you have become an enlightened sage or you are going to be enlightened in near future..........wow....Good Write, , , , ,
your poem presentation is good...and your diction too...i agree when you say the present only is life...read my poem 'Brooding Over' where i present this concept in much fewer lines...thanks...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
looked at the sky so vast.. N wondered how it kept the tranquility N remained calm n untouched by the noise of the buzzing city... wow....high philosophy, picturised fabulously! ! Keep it up!