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What Is Left Of Me
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Other Poems What is left of me?
I lose interest in my silly thoughts
Knee jerk reactions to changing circumstance
I think I am my 'intentions'
What are my intentions?
I want to be aware and to help
Do I need to remember this silly life?
This silly story
What!! Is even my story valueless?
Yes....All it aims to do is shed itself
Balance itself so that it may be allowed
To leave itself behind.
I want to understand the Whole
And help whatever is almost ready
....is in its last mile, near fainting.
I guess this means I want to melt
...into Vishnu
the
Preserver,
I want to help...
...re-parent the world.
* * * *
In my meditation: Tiger claws popped my balloon-like body
And 'I' escaped, and sat there
Safe from tiger claws,
Safe from all danger and trouble
Did I then want to help?
No.
Play?
No.
Explore?
No.
I wanted, almost.....to end. And I wondered about this.
But now I think
That wasn't me.
That was my fear.
Where was I?
So entangled in fear I thought it was me?
What is left of me?
Forget me!! I existed to balance
Then... not fly.... but disappear.
I think I am my 'intentions';
To be aware and help.
