Treasure Island

Indira Renganathan


Repentance, Compliance


When the third eye mine opens wide awake
Repentance there on espouses me
And within the vision mine
A spark, two seeds sown
Two trees karmic-grown..
A fruit rancid, fallen from the evil
Holding the root of the good
Hoping to be salvaged
In search of the causer
Blinks and blinks and blinks
And again within the vision mine
A beaming spark causes
A persona mien and mighty
Ardent with a splendid silent smile
A hush of a perception in His third eye
Cognizant yet with a pretext of unknowingness
His half-shut eyes..
Inability of a mortal untrue deifier
In the whirl-current of Good and Evil
Disposed in compliance
Prostrating an immortal Fulgence
Matted far and wide
In the timeless, sphereless space

Submitted: Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Edited: Friday, June 06, 2014

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  • Chris Lane (8/22/2009 9:15:00 PM)

    Within a reality perceived - this could be an ongoing event, creation in process (Report) Reply

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