"As a spider projects forth and draws back (its threads) , as plants grow on earth, as hairs grow on the body, so does the universe emerge from the Imperishable Being."(Mundaka Upanishad 1.1.7)
The monstrous mall like a spider stood
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A brilliant poem that projects Upanishadic thoughts and ideas, portrayed through the spider's weaving of a web. I like the way the poem has unfolded with a monstrous mall and the spider spreading its legs in different directions.How from young to old, the poem carries us through a whole realm of creation with vivid imagery, is most effectively portrayed. A fabulous poem, Sir! 100
good philosophy but what is it then limited man's knowledge born out of it was this a single man's view and justification Death alone is the harbinger of peace when GOD alone accepts us piece by piece 'tis only A GOD who can so wish do read my Mom's Smiles if you wish
Thanks. Man's knowledge is limited because he is deluded to think that he is limited. Death is not an experience like mango-eating where the eater remains to testify to the experience. Birth can also be analyzed away in a similar or slightly different manner as non-experience. You think you die because you see other bodies die. This is a profound subject that can't be explained in a comment. Will read your Mom's Smiles.
Your highly philosophical writes are sometimes a little beyond an ordinary man's power of comprehension! Like the mysterious yarns that emanate from a spider's body and are withdrawn at will, we come mysteriously into this world and disappear mysterious! We do not know how all these happen! What I enjoyed more in your poem is the medley of the passing crowd!
Thanks, Ma'am, for pausing to read and comment. Appreciate it.