You Sit Alone On A Big Rock Poem by Ravi Kopra

You sit alone on a big rock
near a calm pond on a
quiet sunny day in spring
and think of the things in your world.

Your mind wanders from
person to person, place to place
and you think of your self
where you fit in this world.

You are thinking and looking
you think so much you become numb
and then start looking without thinking.
If you do both, you are lost again.

A white bird flies over you
to catch the worms in the lake
and looking you are looking at it,
flies back and perches on a bough.

Wondering what, if any, you were
thinking about it. But you do not know
what the bird is thinking about you -

Is he dreaming his dreams?
Is he lost in this world?
Has he lost his self?
And what is everything, everybody
to him and what is he to them?
Is he disintegrated and assembling himself?

You turn your head to look around
and are shocked to find the bird
is looking at you, watching attentively.

You want to get the bird out of your mind.
You can't.
The bird flies away.
You go to a meditative sleep and dream -

How beautiful is the
bird in flight
though it did not seem so
when it was near you on the tree.