My presence is devoid of attention
My focus flows through a prism
Only if I could focus on the
all encompassing waves of energy
and nourish my flaws into a study of present
All the ways of my ascension
are blocked by my own accord
Stones stop the silence in my river
as I fear the breaking of my bones
or the destruction of my righteousness
Fear shapeshifts in all my worst decisions
The lure of no action and the fallacy
of fragile ego flows through them
When all I need to do is give into my nature
and let its brushstrokes finish the painting
into its selfless form of expression of the absolute
Art by M.C. Escher
I am blown away yet again, Rahul!!! I truly love this piece, ever single line of it. That second stanza resonates the most, so deeply and vulnerably written. Your pieces are always infinite reflections of my mind’s wonders 😉🤗. Well done 🖤🖤
Rahul I must say! This is such an amazing piece!! Wow! I Soo loved this one!
Very beautifully written! 🖤❤️
good poem well written