Ramakrishna Chowdary Jasti Poet Free verse

The Art of Sight

The picture
Painted by an artist, 
That pleased my eyes,
Took me
To the place, 
Where the artist paints
But, I saw the God, there.

The music
Harmonized by a musician, 
That entertained my soul, 
Took me
To the place,
Where the musician composes
But, I saw the God, there.

The ballet
Performed by a dancer,
That energized my life, 
Took me
To the place, 
Where the dancer dances 
But, I saw the God, there.

The poetry,
Crafted by a poet, 
That enlightened my heart, 
Took me
To the place, 
Where the poet writes 
But, I saw the God, there.

But I lost myself,
As I saw the God,
The God of his own world, 
And a man of Heaven,
Who has no eyes,
But has only the mind.



By: R K Chowdary Jasti
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Ramakrishna Chowdary Jasti January 11, 2013 at 3:23 AM Grateful to you for sharing your experience as you have read the poem and for your kindness to appreciate the poem with your interpretive thoughts and encouraging words. I will definitely put my efforts to write better poems and post here. Thank you.

Arturus Australis January 10, 2013 at 12:52 PM This took me to a place of deep contemplation. Love the repetitive form which emphasises the God permeates all existence, especially the creative/expressive forces. I look forward to reading more of your well-honed verses as much of what I have read so far on this site is of a very amateurish standard and full of glaring grammatical and spelling errors.