Who I Am?…

The stairs of my thoughts,
Led steep downwards…
Into the vast ,
See within me…
What I am?
Ego, I…
Is it an amazing thing??
That had yet to be discovered.
Perhaps I am treasured,
An idea in a million,
Or…
Insignificant as a drop in the ocean.
Word of name and form,
Vanishing into the void…
Dissolving in consciousness,
Realizing the absolute bliss,
Of…
Existence, Knowledge,
A pure vision of,
I and Mine, are wholly loss,
By quiet reflection,
A thought arises,
Only by losing yourself,
Can you find Him…
He who knows all.
I think, therefore I am,
But…
What I am?…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag

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