Void Poem by Praveen Kumar In Shobha Priya

Transparent still of thick nought is void
That fills all space in fluid quietude;
It is pregnant joy, deep ‘neath calm twilight
That sweeps mind clean with instreaming glint
And stills heart in joy and soothes Self
And resiles soul to primeval grace
And lights the cosmos with celestrial nothingness.

Void is implosion of concentrated human core
That splashes still waves of enlightenment,
Subtle poise, calm grace and strength;
Void is mystic pond of undisturbed surface
Of pearly, crystal water of pristine, divine charm;
It is cool world of thousand warm Suns
Where calm cool and joyous warmth fuse to pregnant nought.

The soul, dipped in bottomless void
Sets on an inward sail
On infinite route in search of unending peace
With all senses shut and perceptions dipped
And Self drinks deep form the void's peaceful nought
And sheds inner strains and constraints
To light the soul in pure ecstatic glow.

Void is the seed, void is the fruit,
Void is the Earth where life's roots spread;
Void is the ocean were soul freely sails,
A sky, so high that no eye dares to rise,
A nought that rhymes to the muse of the soul
And spreads divine spell of peaceful charm
Where souls dissolve to bright cosmic light.