Little girl was asked to buy a matchbox <br />Bidding bye to mother she left for a shop <br />While going in wild jungle she lost her way <br />Inevitably forest became her place of stay <br /> <br />Though she is amused by the beauty of jungle <br />She knows her mother’s lap is the sweetest thing <br />Though she is scared to pass nights being single <br />Hope to meet her mother keeps her well-being <br /> <br />She searches the way back by tracing foot-prints <br />At times she would sit simply chasing her thoughts <br />Recollecting what for she came into deep woods <br />And reminding herself to escape the jungle falsehoods! <br /> <br />- <br />Little soul was given a seed of karma to enter universe <br />Bidding bye to Consciousness it left for games diverse <br />Being caught into the mess of time and space <br />Lost its way by getting entangled in the ‘I’ maze! <br /> <br />Though I am amused by the beauty of cosmic miracles <br />I know my comfort lies in centre not in eternal circles <br />Though I am afraid to walk alone my way back <br />Hope to meet Consciousness pushes away my aches! <br /> <br />Sometimes I find foot-prints of realized to burn my zeal <br />I simply sit to look deep to escape the time-space wheel <br />Recollecting what for I came to this spinning earth <br />And reminding myself to go beyond the cycle of birth! <br /> <br />Is that meditation?<br /><br />Raman Savithiri<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/696-is-that-meditation-121009/
