Meditation Poem by Anshul Gupta

Meditation



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.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Renu Kakkar 13 September 2011

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

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