Which Side Of The Mirror? Poem by Mohabeer Beeharry
Which Side Of The Mirror?
I wonder what game we are playing with life.
I am one
And life is another.
Life does not end, at any time
For it never began.
Like the sun
It appears and disappears,
Playing an eternal game of hide and seek.
It was here when I came
And will be here when I leave.
I only disappear from the mirror
Those who know,
know that they are still there,
Unreflected,
More alive than this side of the mirror;
Free from the shackles of ignorance
In the cosmic infinity,
Untrammelled, free from the fear of being lost,
slashed or exterminated.
The real self.
We are born,
Attached,
We cry a lot in ignorance.
We play and laugh a little
Picking pebbles on the shore of time.
And then plunge back into the eternal wisdom
''Playing an eternal game of hide and seek. It was here when I came And will be here when I leave. I only disappear from the mirror'' you have tried to resolve the mystery of existence. A profound write
good words for good poem enjoy to read it thanks for sharing
Life does not end, at any time For it never began. Like the sun It appears and disappears, Playing an eternal game of hide and seek. It was here when I came And will be here when I leave. Your thinking about life is very very interesting.... meaning to say we are all eternal.. we were here and we will never end. ver fine thoughts. it is provocative. it made me think. t ony
True sir but the reflections of the mirror stay forever beyond births...thanks for the lovely thought shared sir
The illusion of mind reflected in an excellent way. very good poem. enjoyed reading. Thanks
This made me to think which side of mirror am there..whether am reflected, and still there or not reflected still to be there..like hide and seek.. Beautiful poem..loved reading it.. Thank you for the comments for my poem..
A great view on our 'time' here on earth, in this life. Beautifully reflected in your poem. Well done x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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We cry a lot in ignorance. We play and laugh a little Picking pebbles on the shore of time. And then plunge back into the eternal wisdom' is extremely beautiful.Philosophical ink.liked it.