By :- Aishwarya Raghunath
I looked into the body of the departed souls laying across still & cold
a wave of current passed through mine
as if the leaving energy was becoming one with mine.
I thought for long for what to grieve?
Was it the sorrow for the body I was attached or was I happy for the soul to be freed.
The form was cold like an iced stone
which was once warm with the blood’s flow; But what did the body leave in actual
when the heart beneath grew envy
which had turned it like stone outward.
Understanding the silent message the universe was trying to make us hear,
we are mere residents in this cast of clothes which death tears apart.
It told us be relieved that the soul is redeemed,
it has gone nowhere,
it is here & now.
Casting on us its thanking gleam,
to take upon a cloth which it’s karma has destined.
Neither joy nor sorrow can ever affect nor cast its effect,
that which was once bonded into the recess of time,
gets freed to get one with divine.
So why grieve oh death!
You may be mightier but not than my soul,
you may just cast your eye on my form
but never cage the soul.
Living a life thinking of you with fear, somewhere we fail to enjoy the present of Lord,
from now on no more I grieve,
it is the soul that will renounce.
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