Beyond Mind
We do now see why our elders did sigh,
when called upon to share their inner light,
for unless feral cravings, we decry,
awakens not divine spherical sight.
There is no way to portray bliss tingle,
borne of silent, cascading bliss thunder,
or describe how bliss pheromones mingle,
as childlike presence looks on in wonder!
Perplexed are souls, when we request silence,
in as cessation of turbid thought flow;
far cry seems rekindling heart’s innocence,
since fleeting desires, unendingly grow.
In midst of hectic mind games violent,
no wonder Buddha chose to be silent.
21-March-2022
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
