would love a dead mind,
with everything still, everyting quiet in the moment,
Wonder if thats possible one day may be,
Why is it that it doesn't stop,
creating thoughts incessantly,
not withstanding the wonder of life
May be it is doing just its job,
may be there is nothing in my hand
rather than simply watching, simply observing,
but the heratless mind doesnt allow you to do even that,
It gets you like a small child is picked up while its busy playing
And then it throws questions and makes sure you are involved fully
And then comes a moment where you suddenly realize,
that you have a choice,
A chice to step back and watch again,
But when will that happen, not even the enlightened knows....
May be grace is that....
Dead mind...
Question ???
R u the one? comes the thought,
Stilling everything else.
Everything stops with that question
and what starts is a new quest,
A quest that may take a lifetime
or just a moment,
why is the heart so unpredictable,
why is the head so zombilike,
stirring a string of questions,
fears, doubts, thoughts of appropriateness
Somewhere i feel i know the answer,
or may be i dont
A lot had happened in past,
giving rise to myriad of questions
There are moments when everything stops,
stops the time, stops the sense of ease, stops the awareness
In your eyes i see the stillness,
when you said goodbye,
In the bylanes of the market,
when i was loosing your sight,
There was something that was happening deep inside
A question, a wonder, a fear, an excitement
Everything was happening all at the same time.
I know you live in the moment and for you everything gets over after the moment,
and i feel that the moment should freeze and give me more joy...
Well the moment passed and so your vision,
Hope i see you again if not in this lifetime may be in the next one.
Just reached the ashram and its so beautiful I can't tell you. Baeutifully tucked in the valleys of Himalayas. Looking forward to a great enriching experience. I will keep posting as I keep discovering.
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