Meditating On Madness

I wish, I would be in penance sitting on the lap of nature; lest I forget my-self or the very word oblivion. I feel the inner psyche seeks peace within self. As if the world is within my reach although I'm a world within. May I bring in the madness upon me and forget what I'm. To make the world know …… Penning poesy is no less than being in penance. When the impulse of the mind is liberal, and the scot free senses are splendid, the maverick mood basks in itself; I would call it -meditating on madness! . Laxman Rao