How often we sat after the morning tea,
but never after dinner,
to talk about the things that mattered:
some mattered to me, some to you,
but rarely did we talk about the mutual needs.
Often I was seized by the need
to talk about the dreams and the messages
that cascaded over me.
Most people were interested to find out more
but I suspected that you always knew what I knew
and you knew always something more,
and those, I was afraid, you would not share.
The difference between you and me
was that I would not take anything
unless it was delivered by a Master Poet,
and for you it had to come from the Master Spirit,
sharp like the blade of the knife.
I thought of you as a man in a perpetual hurry.
No doubt about that;
you were in a hurry, but you never did anything in a haste.
Energy; life is energy, and you did not want to see it wasted;
that was the cause of the hurry. And you had no fear of death.
Life is endless; we never die.
That was what you wanted me to know
and was frustrated because I would not see.
You went unburdened on your way
to further seek the source of knowledge,
that deep seat within the soul
where ideas are created and they never die.
but never after dinner,
to talk about the things that mattered:
some mattered to me, some to you,
but rarely did we talk about the mutual needs.
Often I was seized by the need
to talk about the dreams and the messages
that cascaded over me.
Most people were interested to find out more
but I suspected that you always knew what I knew
and you knew always something more,
and those, I was afraid, you would not share.
The difference between you and me
was that I would not take anything
unless it was delivered by a Master Poet,
and for you it had to come from the Master Spirit,
sharp like the blade of the knife.
I thought of you as a man in a perpetual hurry.
No doubt about that;
you were in a hurry, but you never did anything in a haste.
Energy; life is energy, and you did not want to see it wasted;
that was the cause of the hurry. And you had no fear of death.
Life is endless; we never die.
That was what you wanted me to know
and was frustrated because I would not see.
You went unburdened on your way
to further seek the source of knowledge,
that deep seat within the soul
where ideas are created and they never die.
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- I dnt knw wat to say mam.. It has so much in it.. Things i relate wid myself .. Things i m still trying to understand .. Things in future i may face.. But wat that u framed definitely touching. . Thank u mam😊
REPLY 36w - +Yasmeen Patel Thank you, Yasmeen, my dear girl! Thanks for your heartfelt and candid response. God bless you always.
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- +Sushama Karnik Oh, So very deep thoughts dear Indian Poetress,thanks .
Nice Sunday wished ..REPLY 36w - 36w
- +Sushama Karnik a most remarkable poem Sushama...
and I think of your husband, his beautiful soul.REPLY 36w - 36w
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