Hanger
Other day
Saw bare Coat hanger
Just after Coat was taken off
At first sight
hanger seemed cast in a maze
Looked empty, incomplete, lonely.
But, after few moments into gaze
hanger appeared radiant and shiny.
The polished frame, artistic arch
disposition clutterfree, neat and tidy
manicured stand with welcome stance
appeared ready to embrace new coat.
Empty hanger
whipped up my thoughts
churned out a creamy metaphor
Thoughts raced
Isn't our Soul akin to a hanger
and Body akin to Coat placed on it
Body-Coat eclipsing Hanger-Soul
The Coats keep changing
Hanger remaining constant
Beautiful looking Body-Coats
of anger, greed, hatred and lust
obscuring divine beauty of Hanger-Soul
Take off the Coats, relieve the Hanger
Body-Coat is burden, dust off illusion
Embrace Hanger-Soul, it's real freedom
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© Hitendra Mehta
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