Blank slate morning
Meditating upon silence
It all begins here
The birth of chaos or bliss
He who asks for control
only realises the truth
when it’s all going downhill
She who becomes shapeless in
her perception can only conquer
the hold of feelings on her
when she conquers knowing herself
It all ends here
—-
Art by Moebius
beautiful 🙏♡
Thank you Lizi!
Oh wow❤️🙏
Thank you Ahiri 🙂
Rahul, this is just breathtaking. What a divine piece…I love the play on he/she here. So many beautiful truths written so effortlessly, another gem my friend 🖤🤗
Thank you so much. Your support means a lot!
This is gorgeous, Rahul. My day begins the same way – the best part of my day. 🧘🏼♀️
Thank you Michele. Best part for sure!
Absolutely! 🌞
Beautiful, Rahul!
Thank you Vignesh!
You’ve captured the essence beautifully. It’s the greater awareness that one must possess. Not limited to the self. 🙂
Glad you thought so 🙂
In control there is chaos.
only deity knows us, we must be dead to do so,
For sure, Andrew!
Beautiful post
Thank you!
Your poems deserve to be printed!