EFFACING ONESELF
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Manas Bakshi (India)
"Bound by nothing mundane
I'm like me "
Uttered the saint
At the beginning --
Worldly life
Half- hidden behind soul purified
Half ridden with the blow of justice denied
Grows wild at times
Inhaling pollution in mind !
His domain of contemplation
Explores a celestial lawn
Beyond everything ,
Sometimes mystic
Sometimes transparent .....
There's a diabolic fire ,
There's a catastrophic deluge
All of a sudden,
Without reason --
How surmounting
The fire and the deluge
Survives creation to herald
The power of humanism ?
Amazed to see
Nothing happens like
What one wants it to be,
The saint smiles at himself :
" I'm nothing --
Not even like me
Unless identified by the Supreme Being ...
That's an ascetic way indeed
To perceive the divine One in me
Existing everywhere
In everything
To traverse the trammels
Dominating within".