an unseen power


What mere words cannot reveal,
What a naive mind cannot reach,
What open eyes cannot see,
Can that be learned or taught ?

Its name is- Body-less ,
Maybe Soundless , Formless,
Which eludes all scrutiny,
Yet haunts the artisans like
exquisite dreams.

A momentary feel is palpable,
With a childlike mind at play,
With an unusual yearning,
to understand and transform,
to reach out to the grace.

I pray for complete consciousness,
Free of desires and vanities,
In the formless garden,
I seek footsteps to follow,
to blend and become thee.



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