There, in a mystic space, in concepts, you now reside
Away from an earthy, illusive, enmeshed existence
From a mortal, suspended, maya ridden life
You have transcended to a heavenly continuation
In the minds of those behind you, still running
A life of their own, choosing roads, in the cobweb of life itself
Without the road that led to you all these years
It's easy to wander off and ponder often at the crisscrosses,
Where to and why. In those moments, you, your memories
Still suggest, steer the wheel, and light up the path,
Soothe the wound, heal the experience of being here, and
Make it bearable. And you live on, your concepts continue
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved the lines... A life of their own, choosing roads, in the cobweb of life itself Without the road that led to you all these years It's easy to wander off and ponder often at the crisscrosses, Where to and why. So much emotions in so little a poem, you have described almost a lifetime in such a small body of this poem.. This theme could have been diluted to a bunch of poems.. Nice writing. Wish you write more and agaon on this lovely theme. 10+++ for it.