Primeval - (The Pine Forest) Poem by Prabir Gayen

Primeval
(The Pine Forest)

I want to go to a pine Forest,
From mountain top will I flow,
Beneath the abyss of valley will
I dive,
I will find a pine Forest having no root,
The root is stagnant and dreary,
I will fly with no wings to have support,
I will stop moving and searching,
The big tree is there beyond primeval Joy,
I will sit within my mind to see the tree,
The tree is there and an old Man is
sitting under it,
The man with no mind,
I will go to the pine forest,
Under the shed of its wavy branches,
I will sing the song waving my
branches with the tree,
I will be one with the forest,
Imbibing the spirit of stopping the mind,
At the end of the journey,
An inward journey is there,
Will lead my mind to transced the path,
The path leads to nowhere,
Walking and flying have no clues,
Only soaring will help to see the pine trees,
Old ancient and not illusory,
Only primeval Joy can connect
my being to no- being,
The soul wilth find no-self,
Sitting and stopping the mind
With witnessing the change,
The door will open to primeval forest,
The forest of joy, love and with no dream,
Ancient forest is calling my mind,
driving my heart to vive in pain,
The song beyond song,
Words beyond words,
Dream where dream breaks into infinity,
I will go beyond my limited wish
having no wish to find and dance
In the Great Pine Forest,
I will find my own pine Forest
and find my own tree to mediate,
The forest is there and there it is
as the space of inner aloneness.
I will find my forest and move to you,
O my beloved Love! With deep silence
I will embrace you without me
as presence.
The pine Forest will embrace
the pine Forest with strong
wind of Love and devotion.

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