WHISPERS: Dancing In The Rain

Soul Dancing In The Rain

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The silence of my room

Loosing its peace

Over the noisy rain call

Shouting outside

Deep forest behind

Shakes off its dirt

Dances with breeze,

In fresh green trees

Cold thoughts fall softly as raindrops

Holding on to my tattered blanket of life

I watch my memories and winter pass by

The milky way in the night sky

Lost its way

Comes down in torrents of rain

To ask me for one dance

Clouds

Took off the cloaks of my shadow

Running arms wide open

On the wings of love,

I soar to distant stars

While, in the puddles of rainwater

My little ego fish, finds its greatness

Buddha smiles, lotus pond waits
To bring me back

Mind exists in it's own world of passion

Possessiveness and touch
Fleshy wounds, senses dirt

The power of the dusty path

Is not in the eternal wait of life's traveler

But in bringing the end of
Karmic shell

The lightness of being to be released

One by one, pain stripped off

My wanting, my needing, my attachment

Slowly Buddha reached out to me
Lying tattered on the path
Revealing

Invisible bundle of pure love and joy
Covered in rags of past

Buddha, is that really me?

As I prepare to sleep

In my cold lonely shell

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ॐ नमः शिवाय

Om Namah Shivaya

Submitted to 13th Poetry Potluck Dreams, Vision and Reveries at Jingle's

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