to see beyond the perceived mind

Not firm, but not absent either

Though vague, it was always there

The passion, the drive

My purpose of being alive…

Had it since I don’t remember

Acting as a friend, my best ally

Holding my hand, giving shelter

Guiding me through difficult times

I never knew though its location

Didn't know my energy source

Got lost several times… in trying to find

Something that was always mine

The situations, the circumstances

Rules, regulations, results of sick fate

Lost people, numb and blind

Amongst all these, where was I?

I too was one of them, comatose, not awake

Drowned in ocean of my pains, hopeless,

Miserably waiting for some help

Studded with frustration, waiting for a change

As I had made the mistake

Thinking my core, all this could shake

Had got lost in battles and wounds

Thinking they've destroyed my soul

It turns out, I never knew it

Core of my heart isn't a weak thing

Leave apart tiny stabs and burns

Even missiles can’t breach its verve

It isn't numb, a sensitive feeling

Even a tiny change, won’t go unnoticed

Leave apart roses and daisies

Even grass flowers are capable of arousing it

Maybe it’s a rose itself

Oozing fragrance, no matter the circumstances

Or a fire, inextinguishable

Immune to highs and lows of life…

Is it that we come in layers

And what we see are just covers

Thick, tender, painful with ugly patches

Only to cloak the spring inside?

Pain anxiety stress anger or fear

Lessons of life, of those painful years

Memories of being cheated or of left alone…

Are too feeble to alter the weather

Clouds may come, so do typhoons

Vision gets hampered, we think life’s blurred

The dust just falls from outside,

Has nothing to do with the core inside

Don’t know what opened my eyes

To let me to see beyond the perceived mind

Flooding radiating flowing or oozing

There’s nothing else but pure joy…