Of What Shape My Soul ?
Of what shape my soul?
A speck of life hiding in a sperm
The big awareness spreading head to toe
A quiet burning wick of flame
Turning into a roaring fire, at time of waking.
A tiny string, vibrating forever
Curled up in the many dimensions of space.
A foetus in mother's womb
Kicking and moving, oblivious of worlds beyond.
The morning dew, balancing life
On the tip of a blade of grass
Transparent and reflecting
Blue skys and a rising sun.
A drop of tear, that hung from
An eyelash, long and beatiful
Hiding within it, the pains of a heart
From whence the words had fled.
Of what shape my soul?
posted by Hari Narayanaswamy @ 12:17 AM
3 Comments:
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that is really fantastic... that selection of the words is fabulous... great work
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i liked the description of a soul soulful indeed
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