Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Be aware


You are not eating
You are not sleeping
You are not hungry
You are not dull
You are not brilliant
No goodness no evil
No joy no sorrow
O my dear, be aware
You are in a word
You are just a word
And a word is a thought
And this thought is
Having existence
And thought is a snake
A poisonous snake
Sting and bite you
When you said I am
And when you said I am not
You can get nectar
O my dear, be aware
This is the true picture
You have in your hand
Experience this with you.

Submitted: Thursday, March 28, 2013
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