Broken Backbone
Broken backbone,
Suddenly like a storm,
Like an old arrearage,
Dues from former lives cleared,
Vertebral Column is very subtle,
Existence is existing like a thread
Of life and flowing like a river,
Spine is clearing the debt.
Spine is our existence
and it has to come forward,
Deep is the hand of attachment,
Unfathomable are the ways of action,
Life after life are these piled,
And one after another it comes to surface,
Life is a beautiful way to pay the debt,
Through Joy and Suffering,
Through pain and pleasure,
We have to clear the way,
Only suffering is the right action
that leaves no trace behind.
@Prabir Gayen
9: 44 PM, Fri, June 4 / 2021.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A deeply philosophical write about the ups and downs in life. Thanks.