Musing Poem by Namita Rani Panda

During the dawn of serene golden mornings
when the wind whispers holy chanting
I remain absorbed in deep musing
that showers on me heavenly blessings.
The ‘I' in me awakens with perseverance and
faith,
my prison house the ‘Ego' is converted into
my spiritual strength,
my ‘Self' is transformed into a centre of all
religions
and my ‘Mind' becomes a school of rich
wisdom.
With the shower of spiritual wisdom
I extinguish the fires within,
my thirst for spiritual reunion is quenched,
my Soul with the heavenly bliss is ripened.
The petals of my heart slowly unfold
with the unique and exotic experience untold.
It becomes the permanent seat of the
Almighty
as musing transforms me to an essence of purity,
peace, love, life, faith and positivity.