Branch was I, on a standalone Tree,
Sky was my roof in all Spree.
The cool breeze was my Breath,
With nature my comfort, at all Stretch.
Rains refreshed me, cleaned my Impurity,
Fresh I look clean and green, in all Certainty!!
Gave rest to many and enjoyed life in Sanctity,
Birds and New life sprung on me in all Versatility,
Never knew how I grew, my Own Way,
Grew in all directions, taking Life Astray.
Straight, crooked, bent, with full of Life,
With no boundaries, as happiness ran Rife.
A new Dawn and wisdom dawned on Me,
Is this- what life is, as nobody cares of Me
Wait starts, who would take me to Thee on this Journey,
For all, to commence a new life, to whom I am at Mercy.
All of me thrives, the Woodcutter Arrives,
It’s Time for me to know, what is left out of Lives.
Wondering where would I Meander and Land,
Life a trackless sand, which I don’t Understand.
The contorted ones went to the Kitchen,
Nothing saved them, and they were put to Ignition.
The ones, Strengthened with Yoga and Dedication,
The Undeviating, Furniture mart was their Destination.
The ones who cultivated their Mind,
Exuded fragrance, with Emotions left Behind,
No wonder, they are the better of the Lot,
Almighty was carved out of them, with Great Thought.
But this was not the end of the Journey...
More to come to know the Almighty.
Sadhana and Vairagya, became my Lifestyle,
Which made my life Worthwhile!!
I started exuviating my Emotions and Ahamkara,
Inner core got hollow, devoid of Raga.
That’s when, I was wood so Precise,
Time to reach the Almighty's Paradise.
At last was I, a flute in my Krishna’s hands
An end of a long journey, an end to Life's Demands.
Divinely and devoutly, in me Krishna breathes His Life
A Transcendental flow of Ragas’, an end of Life's Strife….
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Author:
Vamsi Sudha (
Offline) - Published: January 25th, 2022 01:55
- Comment from author about the poem: Its Jan 25th and my 25th Poem at MPS. Dedicate this my to my Almighty - My Krishna !!
- Category: Spiritual
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In him I surrender
Like flowers of a tree
To him I bow
Who I hope has hands over me
Let my arrogance vanish away
As I preach you in me
The day of ego will be lost
When he shall reside in me
To dear God
I detach to only attach you as time runs is spree
Beautiful Dedication dear Vamsi
It was very insightful and spiritual
Many new words added to my vocab
Beautiful and serene
That was an awesome piece of poetry from You Spiller. A poet's words really resonate in another poet's heart. I am glad I could strike that chord of yours.
I am glad you could feel the feel I wrote it with. Waiting for my destination ,a true feeling deep from my heart !!
Thanks a lot and you really embellish my 25th Poem on MPS....
Woah it’s 25th
Congratulations dear Vamsi
And thank you so much for these precious poetries that you post
(devoid of any theological alignment
with your write)
just wanted to say
happy 25th poem
looking forward to your 50th!
lol
thanks for sharing, dear poet
Thanks Dear Mek !! You all are my motivation and inspiration for my elevation !!
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