Him, truly mine if I know not
Ever since born, my parents whom I know
And through them my siblings, each grandparent,
Aunts, uncles and cousins with whom I owe
And share by birth a blood bond that they grant,
I wonder still, no links by me are made
Like friend’s or spouse’ whose knot can get broken
May last long as I live, or may well fade
Whilst bonds of blood for life are not token.
All said, if true identity is soul,
If I’m the part as an individual,
He, the total, an undivided whole,
Can part be separated from total?
If truly mine, yet Him I know not still,
What wonder if I sink in mire at will.
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Musings | 01.07.2026 | birth, parents, relationship, soul/self, spiritual, Sonnet
Note: The bond of birth and blood makes lasting relationship till life. But there is another bond that transcends life-- the bond truly advaita (of non-duality) of an individual soul and the supreme soul. Yet, Him who’s truly my own, I know not, and hence is neglected by me. What happens when I am free from this lifelong mire, when realization dawns? This is the subject matter of the next sonnet: When dawns my life’s new dawn.
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