Wednesday, 17 July 2013

A Soul Nebula

The glowing dust took me away
Bluish green and reddish grey
Nearby star: a dot of light
Peeking through the dusty night

Where am I? Earth or sky?
Dancing with gravity, can’t fly!
Still I am floating very high
In a hazy colourful sky

A strong fluorescent light touches me
Immersed, I try to see
Emptiness fitting all around and silence
Assuring me the Grand Presence

Sitting cross legged and eyes closed
I float with a pink rose

Crane on Turtle Candlestick Holder

Our blacksmith picked up the mould and studied it. His expressions were not discernible, but the sweat on his forehead highlighted his pre...