Meditation, meditation
What is meditation?
Who discovered it;
of whom is it a creation?
Meditation is Me
and I am the meditation
No one created it;
it is the creation.
The real I meet the false I, and say, ‘hello how are you? ’
It’s been a long time
since I last saw you!
Breather to the mind
Bath for the soul
It takes me nearer to my life’s goal.
Useless thoughts keep on recurring
I put them quickly in the recycle bin
Sitting straight and concentrating
I feel the silk in my breathing.
An hour of life
or an hour of death
What is it,
is a matter of guess.
Joy to me was unknown
until I spent some time alone.
Meditation, meditation
What is meditation?
Meditation is Joy
and Joy is Meditation.
08.08.2011; New Delhi; India.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hmm good poem, concentration not required..don't chase thoughts as they come let them go..be relaxed and come back or go further for spiritual experiences