By Prashant Saxena
The Confined Soul
In the midst of the silent ocean
smiles the moon with its charming devotion
The sailor asks the sun of the night
O’lord guide me to my destination,
through this confusion and the momentary blight
I hear no more, the voice of the one
which connects the drops of the oceanic run
My path seems submerged in the waters of the dark
Help me with the wisdom, the light of shining arc
so I can fetch my heart and smile
and spread the jolly touch across the mile
The priestess of the night, the riser of the tide
spoke as the Jasmines bloomed to her musical wine
O’Lost one, do not be confused, do not depair
its a momentary game in the cosmic share
Rise above the worldy confinements and look
there’s a world where the soul wanders without a hook
Your sufferings are mounted on your desires
burning you in the painful material fires
Greed, ego, lust are few of its forms
forever trying to control, defines their norms
So break through these chains and look inside
the world is within you and inside you ride
Consciousness and Nature, Reincarnation
This pearl like starlit night
silent in thoughts and holding me tight
shows the past and the grim sorrow
but a future that heavens borrow
The eyes close and breath drops
with heavy heart and despair crops
Is this my final thought
when I’ll merge in nature’s abode ?
I see a light mystic and bright
a trance in my ear and resonance enshrine
waves of ecstacy rejuvenating my soul
it rises beyond from the material foul
I see those dearest to me
everyone in this momentary dream
that rise like waves in the ocean
and merges back in the supreme devotion
Final thoughts take me to the destination
A sudden weightlessness and lack of sensation
without consciousness and its earthly play
empty differentiation between night and day
Happiness unfurls and I feel nature in me
I see a light again in the water of the cosmos
A feminine universe that revives my skins
and I rise from the ashes with the seven sins
Shruti says
This is really a surprise from chakra. 🙂
Girdhar says
“A feminine universe that revives my skins
and I rise from the ashes with the seven sins”
— A deep analogy 🙂
Dharmaraja says
Your sufferings are mounted on your desires, burning you in the painful material fires.
Desires, like streams flowing to the ocean that is always being filled but never gets full. HUH.