The Pause
written by: Vidya Venkataramanan
Riding out the waves
Of the storms of life,
My little weather beaten
Boat slips into a tired cove,
At Twilight.
Journey’s end?
I wonder?
Or further to go?
The blinding light,
Of the sun,
Blinks and
Zigzags
On jagged mountainsides,
That stand between me
And the light!
I figure!
I desperately hold up my hands in surrender
After a tear-jerker of a ride!
The shimmering light
Smudges the ripples,
Highlighting the shadow
That I have become!
The Master steadies
the boat,
And grasps my uplifted
Hands,
“So, do you see the light
Streaming on you,
illumines you,
He demands,
Do you feel the Bliss?”
A reluctant No
Escapes my lips!
Is the light coming from you,
He prods,
Shinning on the objects
Outside of you?
Or is the light reflecting
The shadow that you think you have become?
More confusions and,
Sheepish smiles later,
The Master illumines
The matter!
Deep within you
Lies the light of
The Self,
Nothing outside
Makes any sense,
Shadows and light,
Are merely signposts
That signal irrational thoughts!
The Bliss you seek
Is the light within.
When you feel
A oneness in
A silence,
In that
Space between thoughts,
You soar on viewless wings,
Tasting the ecstasy
Of being Me.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
The journey of the soul
- The Road Less Travelled - May 7, 2024
- Stormy Michaung - January 5, 2024
- Interview Q&A With Vidya Venkataramanan - October 17, 2023
