The Soul
The Soul [ itself speaking with us]
I am speaking in your silence and
thinking in your trans
I am working even in your sleeps but
You can’t see me in your noise
I am very closer to My Father and
My Origin is That heaven
You can’t believe me and
You can’t accept my existence
Though you believe or not
I am in you of course!I am in you.
Up to believing your knowledge
you can’t see and experience me
I am very closer to you but
too far away to your knowledge and
Wisdom
Your Love and grace are my rewards
I f you train yourself to feel me or
to experience my existence
You will be very closer to Him and
to His Kingdom
It is a pity of the world
Trillions are living and dying
In the ignorance of my existence
I am same in all lives
No such huge difference
Between you and a worm
I can travel and leave your shell
at any second
There from that moment
you are just a junk of this earth
Copyright © Sakthee Ravichandran | Year Posted 2009
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