Identity Of The Self Poem by Subrata Ray
Identity Of The Self
Self Identity.
Some fragments of passions bubble
Amidst the tranquil lea and mountain glade
The inert mind leaves its cover
The boundless horizon vanishes
The Eternal Lone activates.
The memory built I, is cut off
The Nowhere takes hold
And the identity of the Self claims
The Divine negates time and space.
The past mirages are burnt out ashes
Hope_born dreams retire
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5/1/2024 5:03:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poetry. Like to read again and again. Thanks for sharing.