Who Am I
They know me by my thoughts,
they know me by my name,
They know me by my face,
they know me by my deeds,
but they do not know me at all!
In the prison of existence,
there are many such names,
many such faces, and thoughts,
egos tethered to physical forms,
but none of them know themselves at all!
that I could be you and you could be me,
is the first hope of true quest,
that leads us to absolute knowledge,
when the delusion fades in light of truth,
and we realise we are not separate at all!
we are but whispers of eternity,
that continuously seems to change forms,
we move from living to non-living,
like occurrences of of sunrise and sunsets,
but nothing in reality changes at all!
in flowing ocean of this creation,
the droplet in the ocean,
is the ocean in the droplet,
the deception is in the perception of it,
in the light of wisdom, this maya will fall!
that we exist as separate beings,
is because of the greed of ownership,
if you think of the world as all of you,
if suffering of all is part of you,
then you are one with God and all of us!!
Written 09/09/2021
Free verse
Copyright © Krish Radhakrishna | Year Posted 2021
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