My Inner Mind Poem by Prabir Gayen

My Inner Mind

How far the edge the eyes go!
How is the wind within staved sprig!
Mind is the wing to fly beyond mind.

What is the Joy with little outpouring!
What is the sorrow with wordless grace!
What am I to ponder over the naught.

Who is calling me, my name from far a space?
Who is pouring bliss on my blessed being?
Who is making me sad with deep Joyous verse?

When did come and go the honied trice,
When became I old with new mind,
When did I think with no process to go?

The spring passes into summer,
The moon waves into the lifting sea,
Who is there to remember my entity?

Flowers bloom and smile,
Birds like thrilled joy sing
In the prolix Garth,
Who sings my song sitting in my Being?

Autumn is like a node of life
Winking in the spring of Self,
I am to feel myself out of me.

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@prabir Gayen -
6-10-2019 -7: 57 PM.