Thoughts Leading Transformation Poem by Diplove gautam

Sitting alone with thought,
Then I saw a spider web,
On the wall where I live,
I never saw that before,
Free from others I can,
See that which never existed,
For me before and I find,
My limitation has made me,
Suffer and cry, yell and babel,
I suffered because I wasn't aware,
My being was relied upon outside,
These contributing things are great,
How can I payback because I don't own,
Even I think I have.

There are things they helped,
But I scatter them meaninglessly,
Over the floor into the dirt,
I can see my sin are piled high,
Before the occasion has come,
For me to leave there exists,
Chance to emancipate myself,
From the sin that I carry in my bag,
The darkness which I am aware of,
So let me stop writing here,
Let me rekindle the lamp of bliss.