“` I remind myself that my body is a temple. My serene already exists within me. This is who I really am. In reality, nothing can hold me back when I am in tune with the Universe. I am as free as a bird; I flow as a river; I am as Strong as a Mountain; I am as Happy as a blooming flower, and I am as silent as Nature.
What should I name this!
What I saw today….
What should I say.
Who was seeing and what was being seen?
My being or the creation!
Then I realized,
I am the creation but ignorant…
In the vast deepness of my being for myself.
The eyelid opened to view the Nature…
There is neither denial nor the acceptance…
What ever is supposed to happen is happening…
the life forecasts ‘this is life’
I travel through a moment in a century so that a century can become a moment…
I deny so I can experience the acceptance
The time played game with a naughty smile which became a deep question,
“Who am I and what is time
If time exists then my being exists…
If there is no time, then there is no being.”
Then the creation answered,
“I am timeless, but I exist in time
I am shapeless, but take shape
I am the destiny, but become the path
I am but only I am, because I am formless.”
Then I saw only
In the womb of a moment
Taking birth of my being on the bed of death
I am infinite like the sky…
Empty, yet full…
I am nothing, but still very healthy-blissful-carefree
and the festival only.